This is a song about "Bout time"

She ain't no hoe, what you talkin' bout

Get yours; you know what this about

A part-time emcee is 'bout to get unloaded/

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Bout saying go thinking bout what big wow relations ended no

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Then some big-shot producer thought it was 'bout time,

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

Think its bout time to get my lungs scanned, so i plan in getting in a high command

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

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

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

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Not a time pass without crying and thinking bout her

Speak my language i think it's bout time

You reflect in this heart of mine