This is a song about "The times"

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

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Could go down as the dirtiest lines of all times

Relive all the good times

Got a flock full of dimes

After all the times i preferred dying.

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

I miss the times when i was glad

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

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

And i ain't frontin for her

Reminisce the times and the laughter

I'll say the fword over a hundred times

Who know this be the life that i really live