This is a song about "My time"

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

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

Welcome to organized crime

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

This is my prime, my time to shine.

Promise me you won't step out of line

Speak my language i think it's bout time

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Westside, bitch i run mine

I know, i know, i'll serve my time

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Bright summer sky with my eyes on time,

Since the dawn of my time

Shout out donny sublime

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time