This is a song about "Day of the arrow"

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Do you ever dream the day away thinking of your happy place

Never had the time of day to hear a white boy rhyme

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

At the end of the day he just wants to go home

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

And to this day slaughterhouse, poison arrow bunch,

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

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

It's just another day in the life of the author