This is a song about "Overtime"

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Put in work so now we just gotta put in overtime

My brains'll rack this up, working overtime/

You reflect in this heart of mine

Is it possible at the same moment in time

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

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

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

But the same deposition take it every time

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

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

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

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

I rhyme cleaner than janitors doing overtime

Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time