This is a song about "Hurry"

So i’m always taken time when they tell me hurry up like

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

On your hurry now homies laughin goin like you sadest person

But it was africa the continent we all came from

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

These haters hope i hurry up and die

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

Full of shit, like i ate that john

"hurry up, the cams on,

I just want somebody i can see

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry