This is a song about "Racing time"

You all racing to the top ill just glide up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

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

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Limelight, my mind's racing faced with these dreams we chasing/

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

Am i done?mother say i’m too youngbut what that mean?i took a chance and now i’m playing

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Rappers try racing with me they were born slow

I make you feel like it is 10 below

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

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