This is a song about "My times running short"

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

Like the times my bank starts texting me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

My lyrics keep you running like lithium.

34. blood running down my sleeve,

If you believe then you can achieve

My team running and we can't fall!

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

What is my mission? i've been asked many times

My wicked rhymes, i told you to stop three times.

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Cutting me this worthless check

Sicken feeling running thought my head