This is a song about "No life"

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

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

I have no fucking problem or whores in my life

She don't really care about anyone advice

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

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

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

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

And when it's said and done

But because real life ain't no fun

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

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

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive