This is a song about "Day of the arrow"

I wanna be with you every single moment of the day

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

At the end of day we all have or had mothers

And to this day slaughterhouse, poison arrow bunch,

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

The mundane acts of day to day without her just aren't the same.

Jesus christ, the king of these latter-day saints here

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

Night i need that she comin here right away

Remember that day on the 25th of may

Because at the end of the day,

I can't keep running away

You saved me takin a arrow to the knee but i still stung like a little bee.

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party