This is a song about "What time is dinner"

These bitches all watchin me...they tryna see what time it is....

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

If offend is what i did now my time is defend

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

My bitch is great, had a dinner date with william gates

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing

Approaching reality ,as time is awakening

You want to know what time it is

Pocket racked up all big faces

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Phoma is having dinner, while the killer's awaiting by the river

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

In the mean time i'm a decline what is seen

Outcast is what i am and what

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck