This is a song about "Atv racing"

Beat illmatic? fine, pace on tracks like a racing horse,

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

The way i'm racing around the track, call me nascar, nascar

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Heart racing like the cops done hit the corner

I changed the station, my brain was racing, pacing crazy slow,

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

The clock is still racing

But he don't rule a thing