This is a song about "Drag racing"

Drag them up from the maelstrom

Flyer then the rest of them

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

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

When love comes callin', don’t look back

What a bummer, what a drag

Racing the fast track to nowhere, but the last laugh

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Knock her out and drag her back to an empty lobby's halls,

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Oh i gotta face the day

Bullshit will drag you away

The clock is still racing

Straight g thing, double m g thing