This is a song about "Life with corona"

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

But with the thug life comes

Good kids make bad grown ups

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life

I'm blessed with sunlight caressed by night life

Picture me lettin this chump survive

But i was more self concerned with the broads in life

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Chill nigga, with that live life flow,

We magnetizing the ghetto