This is a song about "Speed racer"

(2x speed fast) numbing humming, plumbing, punning, running,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Night falls in thirty minutes, angels fall at instant speed

Think it's about time you read / the lines spurted from my rhyming speed

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

Swear i will murk any beat

Sixteen, got a whiff of that speed

Let's proceed to my execution speed.

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Like i said before i sound like i'm doing speed

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Leading with the speed by like one or two laps