This is a song about "The time"

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Defining the rhymes of his time,/

Im back fo the first time

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

He'd rather wisely use the time

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Iv been on the streets for time

3 times, show me your peace sign

They ain't put in the effort and time

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Light sensitivity and ajna at the same time

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

And make it stand the test of time

You better get yours fore i reach mine