This is a song about "Life itself"

Cast out of heaven, man that pain, it speaks for itself,

But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Let the grief itself die.

I'll meet you in the sky

Itself in every form and shape and way,

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

We needin' a change, the drama remains the samei spend my whole life, fightin' myself

Breaking into nothing with just a little bash, the hammer is love and my heart is itself,

My name itself got you goin’ insane

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name

Therein lies the defect of revenge: it's all in the anticipation; the thing itself is a pain,

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dimecan't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Paintin' pictures, strictly business, it's an art in itself,