This is a song about "Remembering the good times fr when you are young"

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I was young and naive and was surviving the times,

Out remembering the moments

We don't ever make love

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

Then there are times when you just wanna give up/

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Across the news are young black males, no stroke of luck,

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

It'll be the good times they remember, not when you shot yourself in the jaw

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

It seems so far that the good die young n the bad die slow

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good... aye....3 times aye...