This is a song about "No time"

Bitch im worldwide no part time

Corduroys, cam will shine

Mama's just a little girl

Pushed twirled and rushed no time to hurl

And, there's no time so fit,

Rack, rack city shit

I’m doin well, i’m just hoping i got your respect

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

No time to recover we're going again

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

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

No more foreboding, time to end this shit

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Real words...elegant: a piece of art