This is a song about "Back in the days"

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

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

And i just love your flashy ways

In the booth back to back wednesdays

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Dream of going back ain't getting your classic cause these days i am feeling back in

Wake up in the morning after two days of sleep

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

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

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Attack raps with the knife in the back

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

When u saw me crossed in the past days