This is a song about "Ski racing"

No badass here, just a slacking rat racing queer.

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

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

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

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

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Racing the fast track to nowhere, but the last laugh

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Time to stop the masturbation' and read a book so your brain can slow down - stop racing

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

The clock is still racing

In my drawsring, ring, ring

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Nothing making sense all my thoughts racing