This is a song about "Races honda money"

I am white but i fuck races. arrest me for this rap i've had many cases.

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

My heart races a million miles

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

My heart races thinking of fading faces in these desolate places.

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

I reel them in, goadomes on see

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races