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

Then some lady named billie holiday

These days, i don’t really got time to play

I got here in the game,

Things'll never be the same

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Please don't spit unless you got the time

I fuckin placed you in boy, so stop playin with yo' toy, you'll have time to do that

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

I got that goodman game

Love turns into pain

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I dont even spit game , all i do is speak

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

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