This is a song about "Your time is up my time is now"

Baby you so fine

Is it already time

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

Summer time is coming now, so normally we'd wild out

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Alright lord you know what time it is, it's time for me to school you up

If i had on 'bama line

No man, now it's my time

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Your rhymes while the illuminati is in your mind all the time

She take two man one time

And just in time your head is mine

This is my prime, my time to shine.

Start whine, my gyal, start whine