This is a song about "Late"

For setting up traps

Too late you had your'e chance

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

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

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

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

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Around me, they want to stay out late

Or maybe before ur name,mc been replaced by late,

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

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

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Never late but awake mate/

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Im washin off another plate

Heavens door, but i am just too late