This is a song about "Texting while driving"

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Driving my car to a foreign place

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

That my determination would be driving me mad/

While your driving me to the court so you can accept defeat,

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Lets come up to my city

Like the times my bank starts texting me

Driving me crazy with this painting canvas

We can't afford the property taxes

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Texting my mama current self

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit