This is a song about "Rap fast and smoth"

Heated, that i might take first place, i rap so fast you'd think its a race,

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

And, boys try to pull a fast one

When something is broken

Miami nights, made a couple grand

And you were tryna get it over fast.

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

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

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

Would i rap fast or slow or a little of both, i had to think.

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

//the flow on this is insane and very fast

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

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

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Strike quickly and fast, heavy like boulders/