This is a song about "The fast life"

In the black neighborhoods, man we had driven fast,

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

That we all feel every day, life is a blur in the fast lane

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Livin life fast so i never need a brake

Move fast break things that's the philosophy

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

From trying ride life in the fast lane

I'll never call you bitch again

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Fast life ya behind ,ya currency just declines