This is a song about "Toyota corolla"

Cunts goin round wid a strap, one shot your bros gone//

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

I can taste the salt from my tears

Texting my mama current self

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

Wack rapper.. your lax standard lacks swagger..

Good deeds are the seeds of a beautiful flower/

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

They'll say he did so that we could live a higher standard

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

And please never disrespect my set

Relying only on self

So hold back ya tears