This is a song about "Those times"

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Before we see it's hard to live

She cries reminiscing on the good times

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

And when those times come i'll probably end up on my knees in cuffs,

We'd dine out, those were the best of the times yo

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

High advice, we are in blight times

Girl, you remember all does times,

Rollin' down the four o five

We will never die, we are forever alive

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Like kg said cowards die a thousand times