This is a song about "Last years"

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

Now fast forward a couple years

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

I've been in the bay for years,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Wrote my first track in my teenage years

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

But even then sealed his fate for 30 plus some years

Dear me, in about ten years

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

The deepest of your feelings

Let's enjoy our younger years

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

I know some of those years

I try to make time last

They could never understand