This is a song about "Focusing on life"

And now i'll release anger, on this damn mic i'm breathing life,

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

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Becoming someone you don't recognize

I wanna go on strike on life now,

Will somebody please show me how

My outlook on life has grown rather grim.

Oh, you look like my next victim

Focusing on being what you wanted to be.

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

And now i'm focusing my vision onward,

You're so white, my blinkers don't work