This is a song about "Gangsters paradise"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Tonight we'll take his life,and take him to paradise

With you i felt as if in paradise

Who know this be the life that i really live

You've got paradise under your feet,

But hey yo look, money from across the street

And slid back north of course to pen more

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

'cuz tomorrow night i might not be here, so i'll find my #paradise,

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big