This is a song about "Its all bout life"

How 'bout i don't give a fuck about life and all its rights and wrongs?

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Welcome to my life, you'll see its not all that nice.

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

But all my life i've been told its just been in my mind

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

How bout all things that were so untold

You got your own life,don't worry bout mine,it's about time

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Yo i've been thinkin' 'bout my life since i became depressed,

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Forgetting bout all my lows

Here they keep a rachet close