This is a song about "A good life"

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

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I'm a demon child. and maybe someday i'll be good but that's in the after life.

I've had a good life up to here

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

I was born with a good fate and a good beginning

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Life should be like this, no bloods or crips, just a good night kiss,

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

When life is too good to carry on

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Jesus saved u on the cross he was risen just to make your life tastes good like a raisin

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation