This is a song about "People change over time"

And there's little to be glad for

And these people are signs, that it's not over/

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean,

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Over time only black is seen

The way i write has got the king working over time,

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Bout the people tryin to change our world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

See my shit that fire shit, and yo' shit boring

Over time, as the day begins dawning,

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Its time for shit to change,word bro