This is a song about "Think back to the days"

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

Never gonna get it back so don't even start to think

Let's pretend he had a home to run, saving the days,

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Relapse back to the days,when i was fine and okay

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Who holler back to days untold with cargo-holds of golden lighters.

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Let's head home, being left alone got old, just want the days from way back

I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

A hazy glimpse of what's to come in the ensuing days/