This is a song about "Blessings good times"

What we gotta do to survive

She cries reminiscing on the good times

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

If we battle again you better hope you said your blessings.

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

No time for a break , good times memorys filled with laughter , its money sought

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

All the good times and all times we said i love you

You said be patient, cuz the good times coming

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

Same weed good times with a different scent

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end