This is a song about "No life"

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

I'm everything that they call nice

They got no life so there just want to mess your life

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Rollin' down the four o five

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

We got no choice we may take their life

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

No valid shot at life, chance to make it or succeed

But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life

You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife