This is a song about "Time going"

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

I a'nt going eny time soon from dusk till dawn tell mother fucking noon,

I didn't flow or give it a go, but this time, i'm not going slow, i'm throwing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

No time to recover we're going again

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

But i just kept on going

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

No time to recover we're going again

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dimecan't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

So much in his mind he cant focus on one thing at a time he was going bitterly insane

Gonna stalk time, time, time,oh give me some mo time

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

So we're home, for the last time and jodi is going to die.

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly