This is a song about "Duty on due"

Your time is up, your time is due,

Wolf gang, triple six crew

When company turns to memory due to jealousy

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Chiefing plenty doobies due to the increasing revenue

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

Street due to lying real estate agents.

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

When in due time it's live or die, new chapters

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

On a cruise i got yo bitch making room on the bed her ass is due

Sippin' on the glass, gettin' higher like the rent is due,

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you