This is a song about "15 to life"

But what happens when that only life you know starts to shatter?

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

For the life i had to live/ have a dad , but he was black/

But the demons in me guided my hand to slay our life

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

I used to feel like i was nothing now my life has meaning

Maybe his hopes were not in a slight able to come to life.

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Trying to get his life together, or something of that sought

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Good deeds count for nothing and there's more to life than fucking,

In a muck stealin from his mom's purse just to get by in life

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice