This is a song about "I got no life"

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I got no chance to spit, mc's got to kick the beat,

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Here i go again, searching for love

Fuck the cops, i got no morals

Put to rest feeling of life ain't got no stress at best it's safe sex

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

I got no friends with no ends

I think you and your friends

I got my life back on track

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

I got blessed with immortality of my life

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

And just in time your head is mine