This is a song about "The day we met"

The day we met, i cant explain the way that i felt.

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

We both met new people, some real some fake

I don't mind if you niggas hate

I remember when we first met,

Lemonhead end up dead

At the end of the day, we all follow the same fate and

As my name get bigger this game get different

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

I yearned for the day that we finally met again

How we met was destiny, our love is honestly true.

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

Only been four months since the day we were through.