This is a song about "Days of fire"

A hazy glimpse of what's to come in the ensuing days/

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

For a better life so i can have the brighter of days,

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

A bunch of senseless bullshit, we don't get days on the beach,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Because its basically blatant were at the end of our days

Spitting drips of fire like

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Well, the club bout to hear this song

Days of kings, they been gone

New year's day in a couple of days

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways