This is a song about "Pace"

I'm going harder, and changing my pace/

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

I'm sick of the pace of the human race

And i just love your flashy ways

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

I've got this change of pace, i'm dangerous waste, snapping them,

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

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

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

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

I get that work from my face

My flow you hate the pace

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

No time but not by a gun in, the face see the way that i pace

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

With the same pace, looking boy