This is a song about "Slaves in the old days"

Baby got that super bass

I could see the better days

For a brand new chapter in the same old game,

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

In the first days, shy and nervous

The long road to success is dangerous

Let's head home, being left alone got old, just want the days from way back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

When u saw me crossed in the past days

They say that i never cease to amaze

A hazy glimpse of what's to come in the ensuing days/

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Not like in the good old days when you looked up at me an said

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread