This is a song about "Life bro"

Right with my bro sniper,

J. cole's her ghost writer

She got electric feel, don't taze me bro

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

Where did my time go? i let it fly

I hear the people talking

No bro because thats my thing

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Before a bare-handed, fight, and kill you, bro.

I'm smokin' that weed while i fuck with my high's bro

She said it really dont matter if its real though

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Don't say fuck him, you say they my homies bro

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Sit down, take out a pencil and take some notes bro,