This is a song about "This is all the time"

Your rhymes while the illuminati is in your mind all the time

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

This is not a rap,this is the calculas of all my energy

Going broke, no sir

All the time is never

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

But the twist in all of this, is, all of my children's,

Fuck the pacifist, this is how we achieved it all

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

This is the worst time in there life so wheres the fucking best at

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

So take the time and just listen, cause this is my composition