This is a song about "Days like this"

Not like in the good old days when you looked up at me an said

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

This is no trial, this a closed case

Because they weak, like seven days.

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

I guess i am what i eat cause like 7 days niggas is weak

"renegade" like jay hova, 'till i count my all days colder,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Sat up for 3 days staring at the wall my friends like

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

And this was where my best and my worst days were held

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

I’ve never felt like this

Well, we are the roses

Cant compose bars like this

It's a beautiful bliss