This is a song about "I m so fast"

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Heated, that i might take first place, i rap so fast you'd think its a race,

And she throws up whatever she eats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I"m the designated driver

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Its just happened so fast that i didn't know what to do

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Livin life fast so i never need a brake

Draw so fast from the hip,

The dead society of a poet

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

"becky o m f g this is so unreal