This is a song about "No time"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

No more foreboding, time to end this shit

You aint got time for no hoes, i aint even got time for time off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

But at the same time at that time was no equality,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

So i have no time to be stressed, no time to be depressed

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

No gimmick: real time, real heart

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Bitches on my lines i aint got no fucking time

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

Gotta have more time, no rhyme or reason

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

Im no longer about that life, though there was some time