This is a song about "Economic development of the day"

Doesn't matter the time of day, not even the weather.

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

It's like my first day of the school year,

Im livin my life by the courses of each day

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Brr, brr, ay, lemme see, okay

And at the end of the day,

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

The pain of the memories of you in the hospital last, forever and a day it seems.

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

The mundane acts of day to day without her just aren't the same.

At the end of the day he just wants to go home

I'm definitely in a class of my own