This is a song about "All i think about is life and how it feels when poverty strikes"

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

I mean think about it, do you see how far fetched that is?

Now all i can think about is how you've fucked with her head

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

"does it hurt?" yea a lot, fucker, how do you think it feels?

And it feels like i gotta choose

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

How 'bout i don't give a fuck about life and all its rights and wrongs?

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

It feels like my life is going down the drain

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

All these tunes and fans is all i thought about.

There must be another route, way out