This is a song about "Length times width times height"

Said off so many times, writers block, its hard times

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Track 8.) langston hughes (surviving the times)

The world seems strange at times

Short days, long nights

I'll say the fword over a hundred times

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Hard to kill, how many more times?

Bring the battering ram where you live

Click-clack, backtrack to earlier times

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

Who know this be the life that i really live