This is a song about "Trying to write rhymes running out of time"

We're running out of space,

But she took it in his place

I just spit six lines of quick and sick rhymes to pass the time

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Run out of words write rhymes that don't make sense

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

See when i write rhymes on here, i'm the coolest of users,

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

You're trying to remember of the rhymes that you just wrote

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Running out of time your hour glass collided with my ill mind,