This is a song about "Good life"

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

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

There'll be a minute of joy for a life of sorrow, don't smile at me, good bye

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Didn't have a good life, cus' her parents were mean

Just who am i to be living life so good?

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

Life is good, simple, so dont make this shit difficult

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

When life is too good to carry on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom