This is a song about "Pace"

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

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

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

The marathon of this game always changes in pace,

My pace scatters i've got loot like bankers

Part of me though, is searching for answers

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

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

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

And i'm always taking life at my own pace

In his body and face

‘cause i can’t move at this pace

And any connotation is viewed many ways

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