This is a song about "The good times"

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here

Anamorphic proposal like my lives the deal your good times imma steal

Sense good times coming lately ive had it rough

That scary love, never get married love

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Reminisce the times and the laughter

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Same weed good times with a different scent

When i get my hands on nines

Relive all the good times

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

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

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

I'll say the fword over a hundred times