This is a song about "The good old times"

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

To the old times when happiness was a dean

Your developmental league don’t see a team

Then put it into sex drive

The world seems strange at times

As he layed down in his bed he starts to think of all the good times in his head,

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Forget all good times,where everything's were going well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

So if it's true '12 couldn't come fast enough

Sense good times coming lately ive had it rough

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

She cries reminiscing on the good times

Paper planes, long flights

The world seems strange at times