This is a song about "Texting and driving"

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

Driving down the insterstate see a red light,

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I'm driving a unicorn, and she blowing me kisses

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

Pardon that jargon but since i'm balling they getting salty

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Texting my mama current self

Sweet, okay makes sense

You aint driving a benz