This is a song about "Eight characteristics of life"

Like my life seems fine and full of life

Rollin' down the four o five

Right flows down and they might go nice

Of the book of your life

I used to have a nine to five

Take the walk of my life

We all just victims of that thug life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

You make a nigga sing songs nice

In the prime of my life

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Fuck the "story of your life"

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Because seven eight six and i'm sick of it

This is how she want to live

Victims of that thug life