This is a song about "Den"

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

And den piss on ur pathetic and retarded little face

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Fuck satan, listen to him? never again will i fall into his sleeping den!

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

And if nobody changed then den what we say pointless

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

An sence den.....i aint neva been the same as the old me,

Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

But den i realised i aint gonna be paid...

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Return on home and sleep in my dragons den

Riding around with ms. reece and them

I'mma sign that work and release that

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat