This is a song about "Timer"

With it, my life is cocked, its like i'm armed with a timer bomb.

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

There's a timer, i can catch a whiff of thrill

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

He was a huge guy, flop on mic, a little part-timer in the business

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I show many gimmicks yeah, but im a mystical rhymer, call me a big timer,

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Run for cover and return fire

Always wanted to be a big timer