This is a song about "Racing time"

Beat illmatic? fine, pace on tracks like a racing horse,

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

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

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

I ain't playing with these tracks, boy i'm racing for mileage

And i wonderwhere will i be next year

No badass here, just a slacking rat racing queer.

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

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

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Nothing making sense all my thoughts racing