This is a song about "Riding in your mom s car"

Hope my city is not too far

Bad, just like an 80's car

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Cause you got your dream too, whether it be in a race car or playing guitar/

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

And your car they leave, in the darkest street, and flee then, while you sleeping,

And these woman is loving the way that i perform

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

Get some in the car! then fucken cum in your jaw!

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

Stand in line cause it's punch time,ill fuck your sister and mom

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Your mom won't play it in the car cause it's got cursing in it

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Your music in the car

Ay yo you wonder who i are