This is a song about "Good old days"

Yeah hail mary full of grace

It but say good bye to your days

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

And don't think what you're old

Driving my car to a foreign place

Cos my mac ten sprays like 'pac then (the old days)

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Sitting here reminiscing about the old days

I got bars for days i should sign to good music

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

This story's about good days of glory,we don't even worry

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Yall will understand one of these days

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say