This is a song about "Full saild"

This life i chose

Like a line full of hoes

See i'm breathing for a purpose

My life was full of bitterness

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

My personality is full of criminality

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

Lets eat and rap with our mouths full,

Hoppin' out a van

Bases full, i grand slam/

Full of futile exercises, for a future full of bars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Full of drugs, over inflated figures

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years