This is a song about "Life being good"

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Just who am i to be living life so good?

Life is good, simple, so dont make this shit difficult

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Clear perception, people at school think i live a good life,

Being wit you, life feels at its peak,

Indubitably i'm too street

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Dismissive like we miss the principle of being a good citizen.

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

But thats the life of a human being

And if i speak the good into existence, that instant my dreams will unlock

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock