This is a song about "Niggas now days"

Now and days you finish up work and you coming home alone, you pack a bowl

Streakin' away and breakin' ma' way,cuz hell yeah that's how i roll.

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

My pages are blank, now i realized i’ve that wasted my days,

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Big homie died now im killing niggas at sight

And shots for the niggas that's here right now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

And i just love your flashy ways

Uhh these rappers aint shit now a days,

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

I could see the better days