This is a song about "Time is running short"

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Okay i am running out of time

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

Music is my money, and i'll never stop until my system stops running

'cuz life is short, there's not much time, i'd be thrown back to earth,

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Keep the bitches on my dick

Time is automatic

The afrocentric rappers who knew life is too short,

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Music is my money, and i'll never stop until my system stops running

Is it already time

If i had on 'bama line