This is a song about "Westing my time"

'cuz my clever lines murder diabetics every time,

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

Write in my spare time, gold chain that's glare time.

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

I've taken the time to perfect my rhymes,now its my time.

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

I'm in my zone, it's my throne, it's crunch time

And i don't waste my time!

Baby you so fine

You reflect in this heart of mine

Like eminem but in my time

My game face, like it's poker time

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

And wonder how we ever came to this

Right before my eyes time relapses