This is a song about "Speeding cars"

And i'm still hurtin over pops

While in the distance i hear passing cars

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

And er body else is speeding

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Then called her dickface, she call the connect

Told me she was #speeding 'cause of dealing with scars left

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Hoes love me because of my cars

Sb nike's, with the grey box