This is a song about "Traffic"

I'm driving head on into traffic hoping for a head on collision

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Fell onto traffic cause a 42 car pile up not a scratch at all

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Flying so high, air traffic controllers giving teezy fines

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

That no one can sit through like rap traffic.

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

As you're passing in traffic, it tragically happened

On the way there the traffic was dead lock

By any means, if ya like it or not