This is a song about "Sports cars"

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

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

Feels like i went on a pregame sports killin spree/

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Two sports references of people who are important

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Hoes love me because of my cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Freakin' out all i see is clouds