This is a song about "Traffic cone"

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic

On the way there the traffic was dead lock

Murdered every bod from my squad

That white trash traffic and gridlock, shit happened like a six blocks

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Man, your band is never flexible, like cars in traffic,

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

As you're passing in traffic, it tragically happened

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

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