This is a song about "Ski racing"

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Rappers try racing with me they were born slow

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Nothing making sense all my thoughts racing

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

You'll think its a simulation when we spirit racing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Mind racing on racing, lately i've been pacing