This is a song about "Schedule"

My whole schedule is filled up/ time is cake

Low income no bills getting paid

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule

That west coast schedule, don't hate on us bluntin'

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

But gettin high was the first thing on my schedule

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

I know your schedule so today's you meet your maker

Separate your body and soul and schedule you a time with the heavens

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines