This is a song about "Good after"

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

I'll fuck you after i strike

To take all those wrongs and make them right

What i do though for good

My nigga, no hook

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Every night after ten

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

With wit to make you frail right after