This is a song about "Pace"

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Changing the pace in my flow as i gaze into space and,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Beat illmatic? fine, pace on tracks like a racing horse,

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Fuckin' maggots, to pace, race, hit you in the face!

Driving my car to a foreign place

‘cause i can’t move at this pace

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

You didn't shout kamikaze now get help you ain't our pace

Baby, you got that super bass

Dad was old he cant keep up with the pace

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing.

Ya won't even be able to keep up with our pace,

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days