This is a song about "Baby life god money"

Nigga talk to god about how your life been

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

His life too risky for a baby or a wife

If it's not tell them bitches take a hike, word life

Gotta thank god for keeping my life cool.

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

Is this real life? god damn this is real life.

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Liven life with danger/ and living life in danger is a big ass money changer/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are