This is a song about "Work plants late"

You know i want a piece of that pie

Too late to cry but not too late to die

You'll never be late for work

They call me say, word

No never but rather late/

Im still here but i can't skate

And gave the coldest smirk

Puttin in work, to much work,

Cus now nigga its to late

Talk sharp like a razor blade

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

The plants will grow larger and have more ignorance

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

To late, i already said it

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Yes im talking bout the plants