This is a song about "Speed limits"

Cos when i'm rapping with speed it's like i'm doing speed

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Horribly as anacondas attacking ya heart with speed

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

I'm more than raw with it, i morph and ignore limits..

Streched, skin pulled out, it's limits being met, but don't fret

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Speed limits get eliminate

I get my paper, y'all just hate

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Tickets to mimic my shimmick have hit the mischief limits,

Sunlife stadium, smoke on my home field

In need of fresh bed sheets, my limits are reached

Get rid of you bitch, i haven't even taken it to the limits

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics