This is a song about "Life gangs"

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

I need a backyard full court size

Looking for better life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

(fuck man, you're destroying your life)

Like my life seems fine and full of life

I'm everything that they call nice

Life, i just want to see my wife again. so, life, life, life

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Life on a platter, life looking dapper

But shawty know i'm a rapper

I write about your part in my life life life

Bring the battering ram where you live

Couldn't be better. i'll admit to planning this, but these gangs are all on my shit...

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that