This is a song about "Hectic life"

Killing these niggas off quick

You make my mind hectic

I'm chaos given life, my bars were born hectic/

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

So call me eclectic, so calmingly hectic

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Rollin' down the four o five

Coz this bastards destroyed my life

Ma want me to go find a wife

I write about your part in my life life life

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

I feel like a low-life, with no life

My already fucked up life

You make a nigga sing songs nice