This is a song about "Great things in life"

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Ill live my life great nothin bad was ever really destined,

These things take your life down hill faster than the autobahn

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

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

But this ain't physics or rocket science

To the highest degree sorry boy but the best things in life aint free

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit.

That the world's in great depression

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

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

To cut the very things that have you fuckin tethered in life.

One who thinks my life is so great lets to one thing straight, cause when it comes

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems