This is a song about "Days going too fast"

Sometimes i think im going too fast that ima end up in a collision,

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

And my main bitch, she just started school

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

I'm breathing heavy and time's going fast,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Too many fucking days wasting my life

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Dream of going back ain't getting your classic cause these days i am feeling back in

And i ain't trying to land

Bars coming nice and fast

Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

These days we be having to pick who is and who isn't on them too.