This is a song about "Traffic lights"

//said when the lights shine off

Speed up, patience, please cause

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Flying so high, air traffic controllers giving teezy fines

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Shining bright that's right with no lights

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

Came to my sense at that traff lights

Been spending most our lives

Traffic was tight hit the breaks right,

Wino might find yo' sight

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

You, you, you have to pay for that