This is a song about "No life"

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I have no fucking problem or whores in my life

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Sky high, iced out paradise

I ain't that then

No life ahead of them

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Break every fiber until you got no life

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

We got no choice we may take their life