This is a song about "Pace"

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

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

I'm going harder, and changing my pace

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

With the same pace, looking boy

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

And i'm always taking life at my own pace

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

Who are disturbing the cities, and they're fazing the pace,

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

The marathon of this game always changes in pace,