This is a song about "Late comer"

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Gotta change now before its way too late

Where every recipient, property of the state

Cos here faggot,your name wont have the prefix,mc but late

When the club gets played

Cus now nigga its to late

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Do not delay the time is late,

I hope i'm not to late

Im still here but i can't skate

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

And when you do get a job, you always get there late

Around me, they want to stay out late

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape