This is a song about "Drag racing"

You a contender for what drag queen of the week

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

You'll think its a simulation when we spirit racing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Then drag the body in and hide it in the basement

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I'm looking for a hiding station and my heart is racing

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

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Nothing making sense all my thoughts racing