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

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Looking back to those days, there could be so much more to be done

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women

Now back to the days when this started

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

So i know you got to watch out for the warm days

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face