This is a song about "Its bed time"

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Now its time for me to stop wasting my time

Its crunch time i crunch rhymes

Got a flock full of dimes

Fuck this shit its scary its time to go fly, guy

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

Up in the sky, on a gulf stream tour

Its about time you mature

Its time to celebrate

Im washin off another plate

Its time to celebrate

I can tell you that this tape

This time its different

I’m coming back like light-skin and

To an all time high so now i'm guessing thats its time,

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime