"lookin for these better days to write all my homeboyz a song and shit thinkin bout all the good days we all had got me thinkin bout better dayz"
sometimes i sit and reminisce about the old dayz sneakin out the house at night just to go play ever really was stress on our mind bro the first cigarette i sparked was a malboro ow let rewind time back down to middle school class i never attended too and hated by the principle and all i needed was just a little help they dont mind helpin everyone else who rather have me expelled so the streets is where i roam all day night and all day long times feel my mind is gone call my dawgz on the phone ask them whats been goin on its been so long i miss you dawg i miss you too got my mind feelin so confused on the late nights so high catchin on the old timez doin drive by's and you tell everythin has changed everybody older now and it aint the same everybody headed in their own way guess they rather be departed then together, strivin for a brighter day and in my heart i put all my dawgz before me and thats real we gone keep it movin until the real homie gone on