This is a song about "Samuel driver"

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

Dead. driver of the car never slows down or looks back to see. take a look back yellow crime

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

If footloose was a nascar driver, he'd be dale earnhardt

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Can't forget dash lucky sittin in the driver seat

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

Took the van, went snatch her

I"m the designated driver

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Or driver for fucking nascar