This is a song about "Dinosaur lifestyle"

Lifestyle, finest type, yeah nigga we alright

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

I live a liberated lifestyle,

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Scraped it on the side, you call me dinosaur

I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

If i was id lose beef with the 94 dinosaur

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

This type of lifestyle that one simulates

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates