This is a song about "Running fast in the track"

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

From trying ride life in the fast lane

I ain't interested in fame

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,

Caught up in the system. running from the coppers

And i am ahead of my time like false starters

And with them dashes ur probably running too fast.

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

With blood running fast down my arms

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Racing the fast track to nowhere, but the last laugh