This is a song about "Were day boys at"

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

They were my influence to write dope,hard,emotional raps every day

Doing every day things, at night

Jt: no one to hold her tight

The game wit a field goal our coach said good job boys u were on a roll

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

When my words were aimed at your feet

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

Only been four months since the day we were through.

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

But just the other day you were acting violent