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

Remember that day on the 25th of may

And talking shit we gon' party all day

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Never had the time of day to hear a white boy rhyme

Because at the end of the day,

But more importantly taught me to pray

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

You watch your mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss mani had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Im going to be in your nightmares and dreams of the day

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Early in the development "special" list,my flows are pestilent known to leave

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

You've been afraid of the way i pave it and save the day,

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Cause at the end of the day, we're all colleges in this,