This is a song about "Good times"

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Forget all good times,where everything's were going well

Click-clack, backtrack to earlier times

I speak to cj often and sometimes

No time for a break , good times memorys filled with laughter , its money sought

Took a shot jump to a porno star y'all really like i support that broad

I remember dates, times

Paper planes, long flights

It'll be the good times they remember, not when you shot yourself in the jaw

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

The world seems strange at times

This is how she want to live

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Got caught a few times, i was good as locked up

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck