This is a song about "Spend some time"

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Spend time with me and you'll be gratified

Time to redeem, regain some self esteem

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Now i don't wanna spend all my time awake

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

I'm sayin' that i don't spend that much time on rhymes to shit on you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Counting seconds, no second chances i don't have time to spend

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

How i spend my time, well i write and i spit frees