My Time

I am taking my time tryna perfect my rhymes I don't know what you are doing committing these harsh crimes I am kicking my pedal tryna get in the New York Times I am a 10 out of 10 you can call me a dime I'm taking all my time, because I know I'm at my prime If this is now or never, I better be inside the lines And then every time I climb, it happens sometimes I sometimes skyrocket or just fall into a hole of lies Every time I get a job and then I'm putting on my suit It turns out imma criminal the cops are in a high pursuit Now every time I shoot, I hear a toot from a horn Letting me know that they are coming at me with a sword that isn't acute And now I'm telling everyone that I gotta go But they say no, and I'm like you don't even know Then they kick me out and now I'm waiting at the door Waiting for them to catch me because I am slow And I'm walking in the weather with no shirt through the snow I'm feeling so hot, just kidding I'm feeling really cold I'm about to get frostbite, then die alone Then I'm telling everyone that I need help through my phone Then it dies, it turns out I'm boutta be taken alive I wanna thrive but I can't get through this hive I'm so slow and I'm at my low I wish I can but I can never ever really grow Don't know what I'm doing anymore I just don't know what I'm even doing anymore (Don't even know what I'm doing anymore man) I wanna fly, see deep in your eyes, I'm in the ocean The sea's deep and I'm tryna get a ride With no internet and in the ocean, the cable don't even got to fry I don't know what I'm saying anymore, I might as well die What? Might as well die Dude, who's even talking This is my time to shine I am taking my time tryna perfect my rhymes I don't know what you are doing committing these harsh crimes I am kicking my pedal tryna get in the New York Times I am a 10 out of 10 you can call me a dime