This is a song about "Better tommorows"

Chorus: better life, better life, grow up and find yourself a wife,

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

But trust me that makes the joy better

So i'm writing you this letter

I like silver better!..

She should have invited her

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

Cant you see it wont get better

Fresher than me, never

Till my mind gets better

Cause there aint no one better

Huh, i can't interpret her

But it's whatever now i'm feelin better

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Told you i was better