This is a song about "Speed runs"

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

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Night falls in thirty minutes, angels fall at instant speed

From brooklyn to bermondsey, i spit words with speed

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

That means i have lightning speed,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The bloodshed's reality, it runs thick, it's tragedy

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

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

Synthesizer runs over this beat like starvin actors

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years