This is a song about "Locating race in late colonial mexico"

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

Cause you got your dream too, whether it be in a race car or playing guitar/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

The guy was in a masquerade mask, and she came late,

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Out livin him just gonna make me go hard in this rat race

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

In the rule book, it states equality inbetween race, but not even in the

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Judge me for my color and my race, that crap puts an utter in my face

Its too late your already caught in my web

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Man in the race for souls for money