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

When your not around me all i think about is you

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I think about this life i live and all the shit i'm facing

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Like how everyone's a rapper and people think i imitate it.

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

All these tunes and fans is all i thought about.

All we got now is crime, death, sickness, and poverty,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Because there ain't no coming back from that

When it's time for rap this is how i handle it

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

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

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