This is a song about "Last days of 3rd grade"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Tomorrow never cried, the days of our lives

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Because its basically blatant were at the end of our days

I get slight work like big sean

Days of kings, they been gone

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

How they rave with a phrase of rage, days of sonic,

All hard days of my life i face..

It'll last for all these crazy days

And this will be the song that we sing

Now of days people will be shooting,

Livin out till the last days livin it up till my heart stop

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot