This is a song about "Bout dat life"

Call the network dipset family ties

Prepare for the bout of yo life

I'm ill an dat, 'bout as sick as a hypochondriac

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

You got your own life,don't worry bout mine,it's about time

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Searching for fortune and fame

The way she walks and causes a fuss

That life is all bout vegas

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

Flat ass, true dat, a sex addict wouldnt tap dat,

Sky high, iced out paradise

Talkin bout that trill life

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon