This is a song about "No life"

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Becoming someone you don't recognize

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

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

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

But because real life ain't no fun

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

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