This is a song about "World phone cars"

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Hoes love me because of my cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Baby im in the zone

Put my number in your phone

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars