This is a song about "Racing accident"

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Nothing making sense all my thoughts racing

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Accident, dude was on his way to be an activist

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

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

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Please call the ambulence i think i had accident

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Man imma kill you and pretend like it's an accident

My brain is fuckin racing shit i'm spacing like a plain nut

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut