This is a song about "Tudor times"

Cops came to our house many times

Who know this be the life that i really live

All the time with this glock of mines

And some more a couple more times

I'll say the fword over a hundred times

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

What we gotta do to survive

I remember dates, times

I apologized a trillion times

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

You better get with the times

Rollin' down the four o five

Hard to kill, how many more times?

Bring the battering ram where you live

Got a flock full of dimes

Girl, you remember all does times,