This is a song about "Come"

Bad days come and go, sad days come and go

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

And it ain't no problem

I never thought this day would come

If you ain't about money

Come near me (come near me)

Killa you already know harlem

Don't wait for him, he'll never come

So come to me, then come for me

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Got enough blades for when the zombies come

He'd rather come his hair.

They tryin to say that i don't care

I also come with shut eyes

Picture me lettin this chump survive