This is a song about "Overtime"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

But overtime goes the bomb

Put in work so now we just gotta put in overtime

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

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

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

I rhyme cleaner than janitors doing overtime

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

So let's have a toast, everything fine

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

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

My brains'll rack this up, working overtime/

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

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