This is a song about "Back in the day"

In the back of my mind

Cause i’m back on my grind

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

And when i think back, i dread that moment and i hate the day

I'm glad i met you in the city that day,

But more importantly taught me to pray

Gettin pissed on the nite time and stoned in the day

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Like back in the day when dinosaurs roamed

We forever be real, we'll never fold

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

From the day-to-day, in the physical plane

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

He signed with the label of green and white he never looked back a fucking day

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats