This is a song about "Pacing"

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

You start just racing and pacing and you wait for the start,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

'cause she must be racing and pacing and patiently waiting by the bench and the chair

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Pacing the floor like a strung out meth addict

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying