This is a song about "Good days"

Like leatherface got chainsaw blades for days

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Like laser rays and razor blades, for days and days,

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Uhh these rappers aint shit now a days,

In his body and face

Yee yee these js stay fresh for days,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Just remember that there's brighter days

Yeah hail mary full of grace

I could see the better days

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Not like in the good old days when you looked up at me an said