I remember them nights. Bacc in our young days. Posted up in cuts and gangways. Playing some hood chase. Man I really miss the old days. How could you fade away. Talking to my past potnas. Man that shit don’t feel the same. Skeet was locced up in them chains. My dog, he den lost his brain. Police took lil Dee away. That’s what really made it rain. I got tricked into a cage. Right hand really loved the Jake’s. He told em all my thugging names. He brought em to the place I lay. It’s gotta be another way. I gotta find my great escape. That’s what really cause me pain. If you see him knock out his brain. I can see a lot then changed. Niggas just don’t rocc the same. Skeezy had to pass away. Welcome to the bacc door gang. This shit ain’t gone never change. We foreva live in pain. (Just a southside story!) (Just a southside story!) They got my brothers locced down in a cage. You could never heal my pain. Wishing I could take the case. I wanna break em free today. Hoping I’m alive when they free em out that fucing cage. See way bacc up in the days. I den made some bad mistakes. Jumped outside and chose the streets. Now my demons hunting me. All my dreams be murder scenes. I so scared to go to sleep.