This is a song about "Spiting car"

So if i talk down to a man

Right car with the wrong thang

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

She prayed on me passing that bar

I'm a fucking rap star

Where there is no rules car

That gal want me ride har

Your music in the car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Out of you, then i smashed up your car

I'm an attacker packing a magnum in the back of the car

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Spiting isn't hard for me, its actually a part of me

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Yea got big stacks get me a car