This is a song about "Staining cars"

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

You pull up in parking lots

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

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

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars