This is a song about "Race"

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Rat race no rat flow hard

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Slow and steady wins the race,

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

My music is confetti when you win a race

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

But to emcees up on the tracks i'm runnin' this amazing race,

I represent the dark and twisted urges of the human race

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Just call me boss you motherbitches cause i'm stealin race.

And pray for better days

Dont run now, this is not a race