This is a song about "It was a good day"

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

"he was a good kid, it really is a shame."

And i got them gold bottles, first place

It was good for the kid who stays,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

It really takes me about a day just to write good lyrics and

And walk away, kay? , all the way to bombay and have a good day, may day

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

But it didn't matter, she was a good as dead.

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

I first new i could rap, knew i was good at it

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

He was a happy little boy till the day that it all fell,

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell