This is a song about "Time of our lives"

To anyone at anytime, so let's all live at least our lives

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

How are we so diluted, to think that our lives are

You spit so slow, you gotta call a tow to get you where you goin,

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

Livin out the rest of our lives in peace

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Gotta vent, lot of innocent lives lost on the project bench

So call the fire-bridge and get ready for my revenge

Then some lady named billie holiday

Feel our lives begin to decay

Lets act out our lives you'll be the nice guy and i'll be the prick,

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Im fed up with lives problems case of the cold shoulders/

So get it right ok you ballin and i'm with the owners