This is a song about "Clarance s"

It´s the battle of life

I used to have a nine to five

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My g"s have been handcuffed,

You get close but no cigar

Bad, just like an 80's car

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Snapple fact: you rather wack

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,