This is a song about "Times"

Destined to win, get respect where i live

But shit it's all mine, at all times

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

Before we see it's hard to live

The world seems strange at times

This is how she want to live

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

High advice, we are in blight times

Picture me lettin this chump survive

And some more a couple more times

The world seems strange at times

I used to have a nine to five

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

She cries reminiscing on the good times

Reminding me of the bad times

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights