This is a song about "Next day"

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

Used to worry bout the next day

U should take a day off nigga....better luck next time!!!

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Bitch this shit is for every fuckin' kid who never played it cool,

The next day i went to the gym to see all my friends making a cake for the school

Christine is found dead, that very next day

You know we kick it like everyday

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

The next day i chilled at a friend's house party and he played ny state of mind

Until the next day, i cant wait,

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

I just make a mess, next day, i've got the same regrets,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

That just makes them a nobody, a failure as an individual,

I hope you get writers block and struggle, on the next day you get carpal tunnel