This is a song about "Life itself"

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

Ye just fuck life altogether, fuck life altogether

A fake nation, only out for itself

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

But for long time i had gone cold

Let the grief itself die.

Keep your heads up high

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Shit this bass-ackwards hit list fills itself still no eye witness

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I got a lot of plans that were in itself master pieces

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Cause i can't seem to feel myself