This is a song about "Rap fast"

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Or might blast a tight rap, have a bike crash cause i drive fast

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Its slippery and makes you unsteadily fast

They got me trapped

Bars coming nice and fast

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

Oh really now the crowd will be like wow, when you rap you can't even get fast,

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Cut class and rap fast, grab ass while smacking sluts