This is a song about "Before and after"

And squeeze automatics after they fill the chamber,

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

Spittin rhyme after rhyme and committin hard crime

We gotta try and pry it out from underneath you, before,

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

I'm stomping shit before and after life

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

I'm stomping shit before and after life

Theres times where i might fuck a girl and fuck another after

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Of rhyme and the essence of time you have to cherish before

My ambition is ammunition if this is war