This is a song about "Back then when nigga had nuthing"

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Way back, when i had the red and black lumberjack

I'm the reason that your bitch is smoking weed now

Back then, this rap shit, i had it figured out, (how?)

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Then i knew that if i blew i’d come back, i had to make it,

But then came a day when we had to depart, said we'll miss each other

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

When the days slip / kids will look back on the time they had wasted

Nigga had a bad day, throw it up

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

You pull up in parking lots

Dressed like a nigga had 8 proms