This is a song about "The lexus"

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

The replacement of the word "mother"

In the heat of the summer,

And let them lames get your old number

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Make a convertible outta your lame lexus

Sign on my dick that say

The truth but thats the way

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Got the passion for the music

Where the ball meets the wall

Didn't do a thing at all

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause