This is a song about "Speaking too fast"

Sometimes i think im going too fast that ima end up in a collision,

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Wait till my flow get's like an italiano speaking

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

And with them dashes ur probably running too fast.

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Breathing heavily as if she's speaking her elegy

Motherfucker i'm spitting, its a whole new way of speaking.

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

To see if it's beating too fast cause man this must be fate

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight