This is a song about "Lead the race"

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

It takes time, no such thing as the master race,

But to emcees up on the tracks i'm runnin' this amazing race,

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

The uk is a lovely place, full of all sorts of race

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

We getting money, you can face the facts

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

I'll lead the inconsistent, by showing my persistence

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I lead the helm, so you can call me captain crunch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

In a few years ima be taking the lead

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed