This is a song about "No life"

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Im no longer about that life, though there was some time

Break every fiber until you got no life

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

I have no fucking problem or whores in my life

My garage full of cars that bounce

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

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

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Cause life don't come with no manual

She grabs the yellow bottle