This is a song about "Live in the upper penisula"

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Class whereby the upper, with their butlers and mongers

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Actual live in the flesh, live on the set,

All wale talking is ambition

It's sick the world we live in

The wealthy are top two, upper middle class is eight percent,

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

I think everyone remembers the treatment by the upper-class,

The world i live in is unrealistic

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

I don't live in the hood

My nigga, no hook