This is a song about "A conflict in artemis fowl the time paradox"

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

In need of a friend who takes the time to listen

A mother serving time in the years

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

A week, while the rest of the time you’re in a fucking daze

Regards its a paradox,displacin ur mental,

You all niggas ain't even on my level

In the mean time i'm a decline what is seen

Then keep your change like an oink machine

My last line doesn't rhyme so it's a shitty paradox.

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Left leg paradox, oxymoron the right, guess i'm a cripple