This is a song about "Drag racing"

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

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Im not going to let you drag me down

You're a drag queen with european genes

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

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

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

My brain is fuckin racing shit i'm spacing like a plain nut

That moschino shit is so back

Taking drag after drag

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Drag them up from the maelstrom

This is freaking awesome