This is a song about "Good ol days"

Asking the same ol question, why are we all

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

I got bars for days i should sign to good music

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Just remember that there's brighter days

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

They say that i never cease to amaze

I've met depression on numerous days

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

I'm am the guy that's a big ol' boss

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

The ol' mc's used to be thugs and niggas, who knew what life was all about//

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground