This is a song about "No life"

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

We got no choice we may take their life

I'm everything that they call nice

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

I have no fucking problem or whores in my life

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

I feel like a low-life, with no life