This is a song about "Drag race"

My pace makes you start to race

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Rat race no rat flow hard

Im not going to let you drag me down

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

What a bummer, what a drag

Don’t you be holding back

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

Can't stop so do you want to race,

Say you through will all my foul ways

Small, but you talkin' big

Race against the clocks tick

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

Began to race, it sorta rhymed