This is a song about "Safe driving"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I swear its driving me into insanity

Killing these niggas off quick

Just feelin safe like lock pick,

Let's face it, i can’t replace

Driving my car to a foreign place

Thinking of bliss and the good days

The streetz is aint the safe

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

He took her to his big estate, the bitch flipped the safe

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

That my determination would be driving me mad/

You aint driving a benz

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And garage for what i'm driving.

In my drawsring, ring, ring