This is a song about "A new day"

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

After the rain, comes a new day

I'm past that, i'm working on my master

This is a new episode of a new chapter

You haters put up your guards

Day turns to night a new year starts

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,

Cuz i never go a day

She can't know where my mother stay

A new world order, with a new constitution

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin