This is a song about "Flame your life"

If i could have 25 wives

Or end your life with rhymes.

Follicles sweating, all syllables got flame

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

Cause you can never give up your life

Who know this be the life that i really live

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

So just live your goddamn life

I'd done stacked many

"could of cost your life b"

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Cause your watching me from the after life

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

While i spit flame schemes, known to make your brain freeze