This is a song about "The times"

To real life: large minds abroad the hardship of hard times

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

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

She cries reminiscing on the good times

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

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

I was growin as a person in the hard times

Relive all the good times

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Times like this i remember the hunt

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

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

When i get my hands on nines

The world seems strange at times