This is a song about "Prime with the crime"

Feel like humanity is lost, money the cause of the crime

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

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Shout out donny sublime

Prime your rotting corpse with lime

Commit the perfect crime, stop listening to grime

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

In the prime of my life

Hop in and let me test drive

And now these hoes are on my line

Test me hit you with a deadly crime

Its now when my exams are in the prime time

I shine, you shine, so we shine

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Im like jordan in his prime i go soarin with these lines