This is a song about "School fast cars guns"

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Got like a hundred cars

While in the distance i hear passing cars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

Run away from the cars...

Cause of death? bars

Back with a vengeance

We bustin' like shot guns

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Time in high school passes way more fast than you expect yo

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours