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

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

To get that #donald #sterling money, #no #nigga rap

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

I rap fast they rap plod, i'm living in fantasy with ma rap rod

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Then lost my faith again

We livin life in the fast lane

Rap spread fast like a rash now it's over the hedge

You little niggas better check my french