This is a song about "Riding a car"

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Mayonaise colored car, that shit's a miracle whip

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'd rather hold two bisons while riding a uni cycle

And could i be a star

Got a license, no car

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

At least i have my own house and a car!

I'm an attacker packing a magnum in the back of the car

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

I'm back riding a motorcycle

No one notice your struggle

I need a 17 car garage

And i can't help but stare, cause