Does Time Matter?
I don’t know ifn time matters cause I ain’t got the energy to square it, MC. But follow me, ifn ya will to the 80s. Or the 90s. Or a saloon playin cards with Wild Bill Hickock. Or underwater. Or down a rabbit hole chasin some numbnuts talkin about a tea party. Or to the planet Dipton for all I know. Here, just put this on yor dang tongue and then sit back, relax and contemplate on why he not busy bein born is busy dyin. I ain’t lyin, Junior.