This is a song about "Hurry"

For a perfect mother’s day

Hurry hayden, follow me this way

No need to hurry, she so wet my dick feels like it's fucking surfing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

These haters hope i hurry up and die

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I'm sure you'll find a girl some day don't worry no hurry

On your hurry now homies laughin goin like you sadest person

Hittin' curbs and blastin' erick sermon drunk off english bourbon

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Hurry stop stalling make your move bastards

Hurry up with the cash bitch, i got a ride waiting

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

"hurry up, the cams on,

Full of shit, like i ate that john