This is a song about "You ve got time"

You fuckin pissed me off last night i ain't got time for all this fuss

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

And you suddenly got cream and all that time was broke and poor,

Every time time you see me i got a new bitch

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

We' ve got opportunities to create

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Show em what's best, last time you got it cracking was when opening eggs

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Shock value raichu,dear pissed hater i dont got time to wright you,

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue