This is a song about "Cruel life"

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Evaporating cruel regimes, telling the kingdom their schemes

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Because only death can stop this cruel feeling of defeat.

My game is vicious and cruel

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Ice on our two four, you know it's too cool. time's too cruel.

I need a backyard full court size

Take the walk of my life

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

She had a cruel past, it was brutal, she wasn't just harassed.