This is a song about "Wasting money"

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

But every time he's there he feels he's wasting his time

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Don't fuckin' tell me i'm wasting my time

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

You are wasting your time

Shout out donny sublime

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Wasting good time passing critics

Now its time for me to stop wasting my time

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Maybe im wasting time again