This is a song about "Responding late"

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

So i guess,i still a solder of that late

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

They fasting they won't leave me ate

No never but rather late/

Heavens door, but i am just too late

City national bank evolve into shape

I'm so tired of trying to find a light inside my mind responding back

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Why we keep responding and the same hate

Well i will call you dude, i am apologizing for responding,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

My shirt, purple label my shirt

You'll never be late for work