This is a song about "You said to go slow"

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Give him a job to lace you up and a slow pace

If i don't slit my wrist, i said "man fuck you if you want to go take that psycho chick"

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

No, just put us on death row

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

I went slow, and said go low go low, so i did and than are bodys went in a perfect flow,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

To productively go slow to show ,my truest skill,

Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-

You spit so slow, you gotta call a tow to get you where you goin,

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

You slow-goers witness that i know how to win this.