This is a song about "Timing"

Rhyming on good timing like i'm climbing to be signing

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Damn the timing, but we don't control it

And california on that jerk shit

When the timing hits just go and seize it

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I'm the talk of the town

Timing them wrist watch down

#minus your slow rhyming it doesn't #add #up to the #equation in timing

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Simple timing and found i can run rings round

But i apologize for not walking you around

Instead, your timing and delivery's a sketch of defeat

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak