This is a song about "Our time"

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Our time it came and went so fast i can't take it,

We enjoyed our fucking time and survived so hop off

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Covering our behinds.

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

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

Its time for our worlds rebirth but gotta do it right this time

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

I want to fight the music on this one

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message