This is a song about "Our time"

It's been aligned throughout our time, prophecized just like ezekiel

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Hop in and let me test drive

Covering our behinds.

When i looked at you for the first time, it was just me and you in our own world

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

In time our wonders / will become sublime to youngsters

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

The masses, every time our albums are so classic,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Say bye bye to her

Your our provider

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun