This is a song about "My time"

Dont mind me as i work on my rhymes all the time

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

She the one i give all my time

I've taken the time to perfect my rhymes,now its my time.

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Since the dawn of my time

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

And now these hoes are on my line

Write in my spare time, gold chain that's glare time.

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Corduroys, cam will shine

It's like i'm wasting my time,

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

It never crossed my mind, how much i improved from then to now and time to time