This is a song about "Ahead of its time"

I'm racing against the clock, i'm ahead of my time

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Its just a matter of time, guess we'll wait and see

Of disbelief the past is over its time for the future and

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Ahead in life and out of bed

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

I cannot take no more of these chances man, now its time to crush.....

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

All of you faggots off the map back to reality its time to rap.

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

To realign time and tell ya that im ahead of mine.

Lately been writing poems

I'm light years ahead of these hoodlums,