This is a song about "Terminator pace death race first place"

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

I'm sick of the pace of the human race

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

In a place where race and class defines your past,

Letting these words fly out my mouth bet i win first place

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Im in first place put you in third

I'll chew ya up and spit ya out, race, place, facial traits,

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

It takes place one more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race.

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Heated, that i might take first place, i rap so fast you'd think its a race,

Fuckin' maggots, to pace, race, hit you in the face!

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days