This is a song about "Space coupe"

This coupe-i'm... in, highway about a buck fifty

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

My coupe is bullet proof and i gotta luggage van,

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Suicide doors onna black coupe

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Just ride hop up in the coupe

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Flowing in space saying goodbye

That's the window into the sky