This is a song about "Nigh time"

It's like i'm wasting my time,

If i had on 'bama line

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Y'all stay on syncopated time

Westside, bitch i run mine

And that's about the time

When the end is nigh, forget about credibility,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Bars designed to turn back time

My reign lulu's son shine

Time is automatic

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Stalk that time get it get it,time, time,oh give me some mo time

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

Born in a turbulent time

You shine like a mothafuckin dime