This is a song about "The good old times"

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

All the good times and all times we said i love you

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

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

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

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Track 8.) langston hughes (surviving the times)

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Relive all the good times

There is a light that shines

The world seems strange at times