This is a song about "Closing time"

I tried smoking, eyes closing, i try dozing, but my mind's going

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Stand clear of the closing doors, as the train leaves the station

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Framed stain-glass windows with white widows closing in/

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Baby you so fine

No man, now it's my time

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Stalk that time get it get it time,time,oh give me some mo time

We popping bottles, it don't stop

It's waking time, time to drop

Chasing money in the city of crime

He'd rather wisely use the time

Posin' with hoes, hopin' to own 'em / it's a no-go, so i'm closing their notions

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since