This is a song about "Schedule"

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

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

My whole schedule is filled up/ time is cake

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

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

But gettin high was the first thing on my schedule

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

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