This is a song about "About hard time"

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

She loved seeing me having a hard time trying to breathe.

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

It's about time i tell you the truth

It's about that time again

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

You got your own life,don't worry bout mine,it's about time

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

Im no longer about that life, though there was some time

My talent should take me places i've never been

Thought about you and my dick got hard as satan.

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

And that's about the time