This is a song about "Good life"

Clear perception, people at school think i live a good life,

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

Good deeds count for nothing and there's more to life than fucking,

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I'm a demon child. and maybe someday i'll be good but that's in the after life.

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Its either life or the hood, choose whats right and good, and your family's first success son.

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

And sometimes i write about when life goes good

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

When life is too good to carry on

Changing my whole life style from bad to good

We was loonie i suppose, you could