This is a song about "Dont tell me how to live my life"

I say middle finger to the pigs/ analyze my words cause thats how i live/

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Introduced me to the new life that i live

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

They tell me i live wrong in this life full of crime

Trying to live life to the fullest and make my mark

And my bank account look just like a phone card

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

And i can't even tell you how many times for my life i've fought.

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

These cracks in my life without you are making me forget how to be happy"

And americanized/ tried to make me hate my father and live

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

And i can't even tell you how many times for my life i've fought

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk