This is a song about "Roxy the car"

The car bumper took a somersault into a tree three miles away

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

The hotels we staying in twelve star

I show her the badge on the keys of my car

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

The sick fuck drags her into his car, driving home singing,

The engine in back of my car

Baby, you know who you are

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Ment,a car on the pavement should have bought a roll cage,

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

Take a shit out the car window

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,