This is a song about "All in a days work"

All of my days are spent

Beach on the weekend

Back in my days we rolled a dice and played board games

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Haven't slep for days, kill a fucking bitch in an irrational haze

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

There've been a lot o' rainy days, a lot in my life.

I never have a blast in my past days

This is no trial, this a closed case

Lost a friend and my girl in two days,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Who the fuck is the academy i want a reward for all my hard work equal score

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for