This is a song about "Rap money fast no life"

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Two white cups and i got that drank

I feel like my life going by so fast

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

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

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

You pull up in parking lots

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Livin life fast so i never need a brake

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Life on a fast lane infinity laps