This is a song about "Day last"

I can't keep running away

Gangstas dying from day to day

It's the last day on planet earth, we're stranded dirt

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Ruins every day

We've gon so far astray

It's sure to be the last

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

And it happens from day to day

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

I don't want those memories to last

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

She hopes that happy-feeling can last her through out the day

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Then some lady named billie holiday

Missing you but taking it day by day