This is a song about "Sex drugs police and cars"

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Go and ask fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply

My car kisses police who jump in front of cars willingly.

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

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