This is a song about "Late"

Cus now nigga its to late

Of course they all hate

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Too late to cry but not too late to die

Let em marinate, you forever late

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Do not delay the time is late,

Cop a car, new estate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

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

Heavens door, but i am just too late

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Too late you had your'e chance

For setting up traps