This is a song about "Work plants late"

Heavens door, but i am just too late

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

To late, i already said it

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

No never but rather late/

I come home late from work, and it’s been a tough night,

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

I need your love like plants need rain,

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

Yes im talking bout the plants

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Do it now, lets not be late

That bitch was racist, got me fired

I work hard, nigga put in work