This is a song about "Stealling cars"

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

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Hoes love me because of my cars

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

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

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Niggas is working forever my bars