This is a song about "Track meet"

And now that i’m getting money

You'll never meet (meat) me

Meet a legend developing/

I'm on the run, keep running

Snapple fact: you rather wack

I ain't done yet still spitting a track

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

To get them niggas while they laid back

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

Livin life thinkin no man can hurt meso i'm askin -- before i lay me down to sleep

That you facin, so get pacin, im an elite athlete at a track meet and your just a skeet,

Can't win with a passive attack

And listen to this sick track

We can never be friends

Tryna meet my half ends