This is a song about "Traffic lights"

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

//said when the lights shine off

Please hold your applause

Came to my sense at that traff lights

Nigga fuck the black and whites

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

That no one can sit through like rap traffic.

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Traffic was tight hit the breaks right,

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Ugh, the understudy for the top lights,