This is a song about "Not to late"

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

You're late for school, you definitely not getting behind

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

The trailer park-dwelling, ditch-digging, late to pay the rent,

To this day, the game, will never be the same

But people say its to late your already insane

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

I hope i'm not to late

To them it's just a story

Hell! it's too late to be

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Evil conscionce like to late mothafucka you already said it