This is a song about "Hurry"

Choking on them white boys make a black panther

How about now, can you do it, hurry up, faster

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

Hurry stop stalling make your move bastards

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Slips watching clips but eclipse hurry up before it strips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

"hurry up, the cams on,

My sim card's the bomb

She got grove st. on replay

Hurry hayden, follow me this way

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

These haters hope i hurry up and die

My last girlfriend screwed me and left in a hurry

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free