This is a song about "Schedule"

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

So if it comes down, may the best man win

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

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

We both teenagers with the same mind state

My whole schedule is filled up/ time is cake

But gettin high was the first thing on my schedule

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

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

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

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