This is a song about "It s not my time"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

It´s the battle of life

Top ranked, number one my son

And that´s how it has begun

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

And shits not perfect but at least i'm not spending all of my time on bridges

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb