This is a song about "Overtime"

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

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

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

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

My brains'll rack this up, working overtime/

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

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

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

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Put in work so now we just gotta put in overtime

These bitches appear quicker than state farm

But overtime goes the bomb