This is a song about "The essence of time and space"

I make the sun jealous i rap we such essence and i donts lies

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Changing the pace in my flow as i gaze into space and,

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

They try to bag the essence of youth, and then will drag it home,

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Embody the essence elaborate facades

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Till the sentence is a essence,

Amp up the meaning of words and crush time after time.

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

And make it stand the test of time

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

The essence of my mind, the essence of a crime

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time