This is a song about "Rapping fast"

Its slippery and makes you unsteadily fast

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

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I am capable of rapping,

Ever since i started rapping,

Mr. pacquiao, i'm packing

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Let my angel sing

That i started rapping

Just got to keep rapping

I was born to do the damn thing

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Fighting with my weak hand

While im passing out fast,