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

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

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

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

All these tunes and fans is all i thought about.

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

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

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

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

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

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Let me get started and tell you what it is all about

I'm fully grown and the future can be planned out

Life still feels unreal and i write bad

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Relationships should never rewind

It feels random all is undefined