This is a song about "It s quarter to 10"

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

S on my chest like a superman vest

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

“i’ll give you a quarter”

I can’t fuck with the alter

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,