This is a song about "Traffic jams"

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

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

Killing these niggas off quick

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

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

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Haters better duck like i'm passing a pond

No more traffic you can go any way you want

Are fine, so many guns being smuggled in traffic jams,

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt

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

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic