This is a song about "Many day"

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I can walk out to so many!

Too many situations, too many people getting famous

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

So many massacres, suiciders and arsonists

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

And y’all responsible for many, many battles and wars,

Many written, seldom heard

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Ruins every day

Went through grievance through many seasons, fought many demons

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips