This is a song about "Stealing cars"

Got like a hundred cars

Cause of death? bars

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

You easy stealing picked pocket,

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

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

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision