This is a song about "Racin"

I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

Replay the way it played inside my racin' brain 'til it knows

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Fast itll be me that yours facin, so get pacin, im racin, im like an elite athlete

That fazed and appeared, my heart's racin' with fear

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear