This is a song about "Pace"

My pace scatters i've got loot like bankers

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Move like i’m walking with an open case

And i'm always taking life at my own pace

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Give him a job to lace you up and a slow pace

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

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

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

The marathon of this game always changes in pace,

And you hear me speak ,you cant withstand my pace

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

I'm going harder, and changing my pace

He said that he rather put the pump to his face