This is a song about "Steering wheel"

I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here

Nothing new but i reinvented the wheel

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

If that bitch don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Devil saying spin the wheel as failure is seeping in

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Grain grippin’ on the wheel

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal