This is a song about "Ski racing"

The way i'm racing around the track, call me nascar, nascar

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Rappers try racing with me they were born slow

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Mind racing on racing, lately i've been pacing

You start just racing and pacing and you wait for the start,

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

You'll think its a simulation when we spirit racing

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Racing the fast track to nowhere, but the last laugh

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

All i can feel is my heart racing