This is a song about "Fast and curious"

Everyone on this site is getting real curious

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

I might write sloppy and my fast rhymes might get slurred

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

Cause i got the burner in the hand

And you were tryna get it over fast.

Celebrate the very day that i get past

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

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

You pull up in parking lots