This is a song about "The good times no more"

Relive all the good times

I wish i could have 25 wives

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

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Theres times when i have no idea what the fuck im doing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Tell me it's good for me, no more simulation

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I've heard the n-word more times today than you've heard in your life.

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

Hahaha, hmm yup... i'm gone... for good... no more focussed mind...

Taken the fall more times than i care to recall,

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor