This is a song about "Late"

To late, i already said it

You, you, you have to pay for that

New york, va, dc, get paid

I hope i'm not to late

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

So i guess,i still a solder of that late

Cus now nigga its to late

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

They fasting they won't leave me ate

No never but rather late/

Give me dome, then let me skate

Gotta change now before its way too late

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

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

Let em marinate, you forever late

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made