This is a song about "Ski racing graduating friends"

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

The clock is still racing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

I'm looking for a hiding station and my heart is racing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Faggots hating so fast like lucifer was out racing.

Frequent toker, ask my friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

To increase my ends

Shake junt, get buck my friends

Limelight, my mind's racing faced with these dreams we chasing/

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

You'll think its a simulation when we spirit racing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring