This is a song about "Drink all night bud light smoking on a bowl too stoned now i m moving slow gotta go find time to perfect rhyme its in my mind no chance i will fail"

I went slow, and said go low go low, so i did and than are bodys went in a perfect flow,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

That i have enough time to write whats on my mind.

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

But now its too late and i think ive let her go

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

Walk blind into a line or fight

I rap all day... and night until light,

Oh no, where'd i go, should i rhyme fast or should i rhyme slow

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Living life working over-time when i rhyme my time dedicated to my mind

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