This is a song about "I failed at life"

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

Being wit you, life feels at its peak,

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

I thought we had at least 40 more years of life together.

Now look at the life uve got.

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

To get through i look at life like a comedian

Cuz without them. i knew i woulda failed.

But they sold jello in the paint

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

No failed romances, no second glances,

I retire your life like old folks at their profession,

Or do you understand the stressing, the aggression