This is a song about "Running late"

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Let em marinate, you forever late

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Do it now, lets not be late

Cus now nigga its to late

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Oh girl, i think it's getting late

All dem niggas gonna hate

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Running through my mind like i was late for class

Hell! it's too late to be

Cause time is money

I don't mind if you niggas hate

So much hate know it's too late