This is a song about "I thaught we were great"

I thought that we could make great days ahead of us

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

Now we were alone believe me i know it was wrong

Hold on you can see my vision

We are on a great run

We were dissected, infected

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

When the club gets played

But i don't care, ain't it great?

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

We were meant to be thats something i truly agree

I thort u were the one we had plans together and all

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call