This is a song about "I got time to spit yo game"

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

You can go find another bitch to play yo game

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Hey yo yo the rap battle is my game i am about to rich the fame

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

When i bring that real game, yo i make you feel pain,

So many problems with this game, yo we got to fix it,

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

I just spit six lines of quick and sick rhymes to pass the time

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Hoes are what i don't chase, i got no time to waste