This is a song about "Devon time"

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

They're a waste of your time,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Divine rhymes, time and time again i'm lookin'

There you lyin’ a rhyme

Bars designed to turn back time

Committing crimes, fucking dimes, doing time.

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

I dropped another classic

Time is automatic

You better get yours fore i reach mine

When you're gonna stalk time

And at the exact same time

And now these hoes are on my line