This is a song about "Toyota corolla"

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Head bangs, back n' forth / it's attached to the strap of an elastic chord

Can’t you see just how long my run

I got 99 problems but a disk ain't one

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

Upgraded to fat joe and i strap yo bitch to the back of my car,

You over there, definition of your standard tool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I got 99 problems but a disk ain't one

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

I got 99 problems but a disk ain't one

After the club, gettin you open

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

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