This is a song about "Race car"

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Bad, just like an 80's car

Down the street to the car,

I'm a fucking rap star

Dont run now, this is not a race

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Yea got big stacks get me a car

You're in a seminar

And i just love your flashy ways

Made me loose faith on human race.

Once again, sit back, lets not race

I miss the better days

Undercover to free the human race,

But you never come when you period is five days