This is a song about "No life"

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Hop in and let me test drive

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

Fuck you laylow your a bitch with no life

Because i see right through your disguise

Break every fiber until you got no life

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

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

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

I feel like a low-life, with no life