This is a song about "Overtime"

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Put in work so now we just gotta put in overtime

That's why i'm going overtime on this fuckin' rhyme.

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

That's why i'm going overtime on this fuckin' rhyme

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

It should be a crime for me to draw the line, cause i'm going overtime guy, tonight/

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

To make a change, don't have to work overtime

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

Overtime, she woke up noticed how the days have passed,

Been working overtime, anytime's fine for me to let out/

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

My brains'll rack this up, working overtime/