This is a song about "Day n nite"

Gangstas dying from day to day

I can't keep running away

Suck my lolly pop then

Tried perfecting my letters n

Needlin' through his day to day

If you out there let me hear you say

Go home a nite to find that my mums brought a crate

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Ruins every day

I was raised this way

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Each day n night, for the rest of my life,

If you out there let me hear you say

Missing you but taking it day by day