This is a song about "Epic luxury"

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Third ward general, young cash money

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Luxury life, results living bad

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

Growin up i didnt have luxury just a few toys.

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Never generic but generous / clever and epic- a veteran

But we be having that jersey

Roll up to a five star luxury

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

A life of luxury or a life of crime/