This is a song about "Late"

Or maybe before ur name,mc been replaced by late,

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

They fasting they won't leave me ate

No never but rather late/

Too late you had your'e chance

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

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

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Cus now nigga its to late

Redbox flow and i do not date

I feel good, i look great

Oh girl, i think it's getting late

I get my paper, y'all just hate

So much hate know it's too late