This is a song about "Crosscountry racing"

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Limelight, my mind's racing faced with these dreams we chasing/

Mind racing on racing, lately i've been pacing

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

You start just racing and pacing and you wait for the start,

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Time to stop the masturbation' and read a book so your brain can slow down - stop racing

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

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