This is a song about "Racing time"

Racing the fast track to nowhere, but the last laugh

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

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

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

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

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

Nothing making sense all my thoughts racing

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

I'm racing against the clock, i'm ahead of my time

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck