This is a song about "Baller life with a girl"

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Just a girl with nothing but a bad ass flow.

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

My girl was in fact with you in a wet dream

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

Welcome to fagville, population: you, and your girl at the motel. isn't life a hell?

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Think i just fucked a girl with her tampon on,

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

I could say that i'm a baller with the riches and dough,