This is a song about "Having a good life"

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

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

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

Without having to worry about a hubby

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

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

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

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

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

Since when was having dreams a crime?/

I've had a good life up to here

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

That was closest to me having a family

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see