This is a song about "A life of crime"

Ambition is a way of life

I need a backyard full court size

I ain't hugging the corner, but i hustle so enormous

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Doing nothing now that’s a crime

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

And even though shit's trife at times, never resort to life of crime,

Think of a crime, and it probably was my fault

Dirty crack pipes lit, bullshit to stop, halt

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

. planck time, frank crime, feel the heat of a shanked rhyme

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

Time they bribe you with a text of nine lines of crime

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

Dead. driver of the car never slows down or looks back to see. take a look back yellow crime