This is a song about "Our time"

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

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

We are having the time of our lives

They say he the key to my blessings

We enjoyed our fucking time and survived so hop off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

No time to recoup teaching us our lives are all that matter

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Covering our behinds.

We don't ever make love

Expanding our chances

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Stop milking our time, in the back of your mind you think, "we don't give a fuck about you"

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

The masses, every time our albums are so classic,