This is a song about "Spending time with you"

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

Erode the sands of time, off this sho', you cannot rhyme, with/

Go back in time and kill you with your umbilical cord, bitch

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

The only time i put my hand to you is to smack you with it

Loss of time for play-doh; i'm steady spending more pesos

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

Next time they bribe you with a text of nine lines of crime

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

I fuckin placed you in boy, so stop playin with yo' toy, you'll have time to do that

Why do you have to ruin my time when im with her,

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better

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

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