This is a song about "I m good and gone"

I give you options baby flip a coin

(8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

The pain is gone then i read it and its back again.

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

And i know that your supply

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Now im thinkin if im gone, then im gone for good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

I dream of good life and riches

Always knew where the pot was

Gone and believed what i heard

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard