This is a song about "Rhymes for days"

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Doing 100 on the freeway swerving been awake for days

Wearin' nothin' but they fuckin' blast with the matchin' turban

I can rap for days and days, but i'm already a veteran

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

It was normal, just for a few days

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

I could imagine about her for so many fuckin' days

Like leatherface got chainsaw blades for days

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Love your wicked ways got you fucking for days

She don't even need a job, got one anyways