This is a song about "Life of crime"

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Think of a crime, and it probably was my fault

Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time

We're once again in the cycle of poverty and crime,

Trail of blood splatter, brain matter leading to the scene of the crime,

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Feel like humanity is lost, money the cause of the crime

Fuck the "story of your life"

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

. planck time, frank crime, feel the heat of a shanked rhyme

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

They tell me i live wrong in this life full of crime