This is a song about "Pace"

They say that i never cease to amaze

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

I'm going harder, and changing my pace/

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

I don't gotta move to catch up to your pace

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

My pace scatters i've got loot like bankers

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

Dad was old he cant keep up with the pace

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

So i'm setting it off letting it off on your face you can't keep up with pace

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Change the pace in which we moving give them something

Of keeping up with the same pace looking boy, 'cause

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness