This is a song about "Shit car"

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Im in the car i'm about to park when this shit jumps on my hood

I grabbed my keys, ran straight to my car

She prayed on me passing that bar

Go where you ain't been

In the car with a gun,

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

I need a 17 car garage

Young money, d-town's all star

Bad, just like an 80's car

Baby, you know who you are

I'm in my other car

The engine in back of my car

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Who smokin in my car?

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far