This is a song about "Life if agangsters"

And i don't care if you like, cuz life is alright

Plus my kicks are nik', this what the bitches like

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

If you look at life the way i do, its beautiful as a sunset on a lake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Him away/ is the day my life will be erased / call it dooms day if i choose to

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Tell me, if you lived in poverty all of your life you wouldn't really talk money,

If it wasn't then why would i say life is

The tables are turned i can't take this