This is a song about "My days is dark so now i need to spark it up the greens make brighter days"

From the time that you stole my heart

I need the spark, spark the joint filled with tree bark

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Now back to the days when this started

Right now im still in the dark, not for long i hope to catch that spark.

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I got bars for days, enough to lock up every wanted man across the state

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

See, b- there used to days i couldn't grind it,

I could see the better days

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace