This is a song about "Time to time"

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

By any means, if ya like it or not

It's waking time, time to drop

Its time for you to awake

See my hands start to shake

Facin' time, in time i'll have nothin' to face like jason masks,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Time to prepare to do fed time

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

She wanted to fight at first

Its time to change the world

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

You ain't gon find that

Time to wake up lunatic