This is a song about "Oldie times"

You better get with the times

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I apologized a trillion times

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Said off so many times, writers block, its hard times

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Keep my mind occupied at all times,

Track 8.) langston hughes (surviving the times)

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Remember when we went to happy times

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Cause u went spastic so many times

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

With you going through more terrible times.