[Verse 1: TABLEEK]

My time is limited

All press, frantic

A losing game and stakes is gigantic

Make men panic

Take toast, slam it in the front of they skull

Too close it got jammed why so dull

You waste time on the porno tapes, shootin blanks

Talley ho'd some rank stank ho's eatin franks

(my time, your time, hard time, any time)

How can we serve this time better

Determined to line chedder

Pop champagne yeah we see them

But usually they scared to death man they so weak

Sellin' dreams till the time when sleep or death meet

Man the time the time im at a lost

Marriage with no purpose get divorced

Single woman no prospects niggas is soft so she, fills her time fills her mind and takes off

Only time will ever tell if she succeeds, niggas get stabbed by time and just bleed

Never make the corner, never make the turn

Circular mistakes i pray in time they learn

Look, i'm running out of paper, im running out lines

Looks like im running out of (time)