This is a song about "Racing accident"

Perhaps you suffered brain damage back when you had that accident?

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

You start just racing and pacing and you wait for the start,

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

On the inside i'm shaking, epileptic brain and my hearts racing.

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Just stuck in this bullshit loop like i was born an accident

Accident, dude was on his way to be an activist

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Still thinking about this accident in the news/

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

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

Even if i make it, ill think it was an accident.

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked