This is a song about "Traffic"

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

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

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Flying so high, air traffic controllers giving teezy fines

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Broke bitch the only time you see a green is at traffic how you gonna glow,

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

No more traffic you can go any way you want

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

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