This is a song about "Each pasing day"

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Each action of havoc that happens on screen

Take each day at a time,

Westside, bitch i run mine

From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Each day you call sick its pay you've lost more

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Forced to wake up each unrelenting day and fight another fight,

Now listen, we're each original, individuals

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

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

But then came a day when we had to depart, said we'll miss each other

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

Depression, confession, ascension we share with each other