This is a song about "Texting while driving"

The dips, consulted by the son of malachi york, doggy

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

My brother's wreckles driving drives me insane.

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Texting my mama current self

I swear its driving me into insanity

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Driving my car to a foreign place

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

I swear its driving me into insanity

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money