This is a song about "Life and being single"

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

What, what ... project shit what

And not giving one single fuck

Im your every single sin in life, and every single little vice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Rest in peace to my motherfuckin' biggie smallsthat's right bwoy, it's goin on, right herethug life god bless the dead

Anoynomosse for just being a total pussy, if your 15 and don't understand real life yet

Single mothers doing crack and drinkin', it's the hunger sounds,

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

And every single weapon you have

Ever thought that your life was being controlled

After every show, a dream she hold

And i would beat 'em every single minute, week, every night,

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side