This is a song about "Day of the arrow"

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Because at the end of the day,

No one knows what to say

And talking shit we gon' party all day

Remember that day on the 25th of may

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

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

But at the end of the day, #i #browse on fire

Im livin my life by the courses of each day

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way