This is a song about "How good it can be"

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I don't no how they can do it

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Growing into a lost cause, how can this be.

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

How it be never beat me thats how it always going be

How can these fools even be saying "good night man",

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

We gonna be all the way gone

I’m still sick, how can i be sick this long

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

How can we fight back, when we couldn't occupy it

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket