This is a song about "California to indiana my gang life"

To the fans, my life i owe you

What preceded was the clue

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

Here's my generic expression/ pot is being grown in california/

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

I never had a family, except my gang and me

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Life, i just want to see my wife again. so, life, life, life

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Life style lavish the rap gang ladies slavish juvenile

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Then i moved to california was hoping to see girls dance salsa