This is a song about "Ahead of its time"

Its time for the new king who is out of his mind

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

But this soldiers lost his mind he's ahead of his time cuz all this shit

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

I'm ahead of the racist

She leave her hair in the sink

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

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

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

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

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes