This is a song about "Draft day"

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Gangstas dying from day to day

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Wanted another niggahs like a first draft pick

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

Count doughwork hard all day ever day

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

And it happens from day to day

Missing you but taking it day by day

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

When i put my tongue on automatic im the first in the draft pick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

One day we're perfect, planning out our wedding day.

We live paycheck to paycheck, and struggled day to day,

I spend it make it right back on a monday