This is a song about "Dylan the no life"

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Charlie's the name, undead's the life,

Becoming someone you don't recognize

As i light one for ill will

Cause life don't come with no manual

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Break every fiber until you got no life

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

No one adventured with you so one knows about the life your now used to

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

That life is just a (game), no pain no gain