This is a song about "Safe driving"

The dips, consulted by the son of malachi york, doggy

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

Driving down the insterstate see a red light,

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Same thing with this music

Just feelin safe like lock pick,

Give me dome, then let me skate

Came back safe an sound, oh wait

Mind elevating placed in a safe haven

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And garage for what i'm driving.

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

My brother's wreckles driving drives me insane.