This is a song about "Late"

Never late but awake mate/

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

I get my paper, y'all just hate

No never but rather late/

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

Our vision never changed, we self made

Heavens door, but i am just too late

City national bank evolve into shape

And gave the coldest smirk

You'll never be late for work

So i guess,i still a solder of that late

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Too late you had your'e chance

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Around me, they want to stay out late

Talk sharp like a razor blade