This is a song about "Racing"

Y'all niggas steady racing on that wristwatch, so tick tock,

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

The way i'm racing around the track, call me nascar, nascar

Time to stop the masturbation' and read a book so your brain can slow down - stop racing

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

At that moment was an epiphany and had a bad feeling so i started racing

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

Heart racing like the cops done hit the corner

You is not hip then i can not coach her

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

I changed the station, my brain was racing, pacing crazy slow,

And if you got money man the head is amazing

I'm looking for a hiding station and my heart is racing

Let my angel sing

The clock is still racing