Good Days Video (MV)

What another f*cking beautiful day
(Yeah, what's up Q, man?)
Same old shit, what can I say?
My lady left me, cuz my shit wasn't air tight
Plus I couldn't put down that goddamn get right
Chasing money like greyhounds chase bunnies
I'm always laughin', but it's probably cuz I feel funny
Sometimes I think that I took the wrong mission
Tryin' to create a stable life for a family that's long missin'
But maybe Satan's tryin' to change my position
And catch me flinchin', that's the oldest dish in the kitchen
But what can a man save as a slave?
Celebrate impending graves like Morpheus threw the rage
In the cage, smoke rage and sip age
On the sun rays, In LA where I stay
It seems tomorrows gon' be the same
What can a nigga say?, today was a good day

I woke up to my pops coughing blood
On top of that, I ain't sleep in about a month
My routine Rembrandt on looped keys that's spooky
Tryin' not to be the Mookie in my own movie
Truthfully I'm like
"Is that what I look foward to when you grow old?"
"Is that what my future hold?" I pack another bowl
Like there's kids in Africa who'd love to get high right now
It's a high horse to ride that give time for me to write down
Thinking too much like drinking through ulcers
You tapping to the rhythm I'm fingering for the pulse
But the fumes like it's dead
The news bad weather, told Q
We get through it make the blues more better
We crack Denzel grins, let the pens spill, let it quell these
Melanin tails spin that wheel until the brew is empty
Jolly faces over water melancholy plates
What can I say? I guess today was a good day

Stay stressing like James off Good Times
Mad like, like Bokeem Woodbine in the 90's
In the f*ckin' call center, all summer all winter
Eatin' small dinners, cheefin' off chinners
Thought I skeeted in her mouth, I skeeted off in her
And them Plan B's cost like 40, 50 dollars, 60?
All I got is 30, I know we got 3 days boo
Let's try and f*ckin' hurry doe
So I don't end up married
You end up on that Maury Show
Pissin' off your parents cuz I named our seed Ontario
In other wordly news, random acts of violence observed
Young boys pushing up daisies
Just to fertilize Marigolds
Cuz all that stressin vein in pressure
Fit to make em varicose
And this bullshit check make me wish I sold Yay
What can I say? Today was a good day

Chinese food in the city
Me, my girl, and her friends
Me, my girl, and her friends
Me, my girl, and her friends
One was a bitch and one was a hoe
And both got on my nerves so let's see how this goes
God's testing my patience keepin' me on my toes
So we roam, to the party we go
I got liquor on my mind plus my body and soul
And as the night wore on I got outta control
Hipnotiq is for bitches, justifiably so
But mix it with champagne you'll realize what I know
That getting drunk is getting drunk
No matter which road you go
Mix it up and shit is f*cked yo the further you go
Just rhymed "go" with "go" so you know it gets worse
Cuz Chinese food mixed liquor will eventually burst
Bad things happen I can't mention in verse
Thought I died twice carry me in a hearse
One from alcohol poisoning then from embarrassment
Guess it's imperative to relive this narrative
To recall when depression gives away
That life's just a lesson today is a good day