This is a song about "Ski racing"

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Y'all niggas steady racing on that wristwatch, so tick tock,

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

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

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I ain't playing with these tracks, boy i'm racing for mileage

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

But he don't rule a thing

All i can feel is my heart racing

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Rappers try racing with me they were born slow