This is a song about "Late"

Let em marinate, you forever late

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

So much hate know it's too late

Guess i’m different than most

Those late night tv shows

I let her decorate the real estate

Do not delay the time is late,

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

God's coming to get us, ok homie just don't be late

Let em marinate, you forever late

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late