This is a song about "Wild car"

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Next line underneath will explain why my lyrics are wild

Don't go to far

Who smokin in my car?

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Then they going fucking wild

Good help is hard to find

Hope my city is not too far

I'm in my other car

I'm a fucking rap star

The engine in back of my car

The glare makes me hard to find

I was young and running wild,