This is a song about "Back in days"

But back to sparks, you beat me in battle because you took about 6 days to respond

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

And never look back to your foolish days

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

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

Gentrification, rent just keeps raising in days and in weeks,

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Who holler back to days untold with cargo-holds of golden lighters.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I think ill be getting my next check in a couple days

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Now back to the days when this started