This is a song about "Traffic solution"

I get my cake; i love hip hop

On the way there the traffic was dead lock

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

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Asteroid showers are my solution to rap cowards

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

When a simple solution exists

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

A solution to the problems we are so burdened with