This is a song about "Days out"

Yall will understand one of these days

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

I could see the better days

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Like leatherface got chainsaw blades for days

And never look back to your foolish days

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Livin out till the last days livin it up till my heart stop

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Enjoy your limited days,

Yee yee these js stay fresh for days,

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,