This is a song about "Sports car"

No i can't drive a car

She prayed on me passing that bar

But when im with my brothers with this haze in the car

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

I can't drive a car but

I know you're mad, but so what

Believe my mom still needs a new car

If there’s a shining star

Ridiculed by everyone "he's white how can he play sports."

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Down the street to the car,

And could i be a star

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

In the car with a gun,

Top ranked, number one my son