This is a song about "Good days"

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

I've met depression on numerous days

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Just know that i'm always

I could see the better days

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

I havent been on here for two days

Just remember that there's brighter days

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

I can rap for days and days, but i'm already a veteran

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

They say that i never cease to amaze

It seems thats all i have these days

Slow and steady wins this race

The feeling will only last for days