This is a song about "Tim kelly"

But luckily tim changed my year

A couple of sprites but no beer

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Tim fuckin duncan, posting up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Kill your grandma, piss on her corpse, r. kelly nigga,

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see