Stu In My Car Interlude (Demo)

[Verse]
Set up the stu' inside my car
And relocate to somewhere far
Like, I don't know, maybe St. George?
I might turn Mormon, praise the Lord
If I could have me a couple wives
I'd have a line goin' out the door
I'd hit they ass, but no prenup'
Let 'em find out that I'm poor
I'm scatterbrained, but back on top
I'm recording in my car with no producers too
'Cause Kenny Beats was too much to afford
I'm at some dingy-ass motel
Watchin' The Idol in my drawers
I sip a glass of wine and promise to myself I won't get hard
If I become the President, I'm still recordin' in my car
I'll probably put a microphone and interface in Air Force 1
Think one of my wives just wants a baby
I told that chick that ain't my job
But if I'm married to the game, I'm tryna maker her ass some money
I got so much that's on my chest, I got a shrink so I can talk
My therapist gon' need some therapy the second I get off
I'm tryna get that EQS or Model X and just record
And write it off as just a business expense because I'm smart
Sometimes I think I'm proud of me, sometimes I wish I wasn't born
While I'm here, I'm glad to ruin peoples life with every song
I'm 'bout to soundproof the whip, grab a mic and press record
So I can say I wrote the biggest hit just sittin' in my car