This is a song about "Traffic jam"

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

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

I'm in traffic, distracted by the chat that i'm having

I jam all music from pearl jam, taylor swift, tupac and grateful dead

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

That'll drive a man, out his ghetto into an unknown land, but i got into a jam

To be honest i'd rather just here and jam

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Jam out on your damn couch

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped