This is a song about "Talking shit at lunch time about me and begging for attention"

Everybody talking about time is on your side

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

I thank you for the attention you give me and everything else

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved

Its time for the future and time for a new me"

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

The only shit that you look for is negative attention

Stop begging for benjamins, beget your recompense and start wrecking shop with

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

talking shit about me as if ma respect is so hard to earn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Don't laugh bro, its not funny i'm hungry for lunch and shit

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that