This is a song about "Good old days"

Baby, you got that super bass

Because they weak, like seven days.

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

It but say good bye to your days

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Then those bitches who grew old.

That's my old days role plays

Haven't slept for days

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

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

New year's day in a couple of days

Henny in my cup don't need no chase