This is a song about "Texting and driving"

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Like the times my bank starts texting me

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Shadee doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi