This is a song about "Days of future"

Hold my tears i tried my best

All of my days are spent

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Never had fights even on the coldest of days

Because its basically blatant were at the end of our days

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Cos the future generation is in the hands of ours

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Days of kings, they been gone

Get on a song

I can't stand the idiotic ideas of peoples these days

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

You could of played your part, but you waste away your future.

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Yo randall, i'm half of what you are in just 3 days