This is a song about "Crime prime"

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

But cant denie the fact im coming to my prime.

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

Trying to bring hip-hop back into it's prime/

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Smoking prime only the finest....

Only 19, i love an a$$ in its prime,

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

I'm here anytime, so gawk at my sublime line's from my prime/

Their mind repeating the disrupting crime,

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

If they find that stash box just one time

Glistening, you're my prime, decline?

Thinking my life is a crime

I'm running out of time