This is a song about "Thots these days"

Yee yee these js stay fresh for days,

And i just love your flashy ways

But these days turn to weeks,

When you're reachin' your dreams

These days, i’m busy out here gettin paid

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

These days we praise martin

They had a hell of a run

These days, i'm still going at it

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

One of these days the feeling will be amazing.

They hate on calipari, but i never seen the problem

These days are numbered, so i'm finding different ways to repel 'em,

So these days i try to think twice when i can

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan