This is a song about "Later"

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Five minutes later i hear a scream,

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Minutes later i'm faded

I can do all that other shit later

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Fuck it, maybe i'll call back later

Huh, i can't interpret her

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Put my dick in now and put it out later

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Do i choose fun now? or do i choose fun later?

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her