This is a song about "Livin in the suberbs"

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

Livin out the rest of our lives in peace

I'm making moves, check my french

I'm livin' on the edge,

Livin' in style, no more cage, we sippin' cristal,

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Humans literally livin in agony

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Livin on decks that hit the top floor

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

We livin life in the fast lane

Livin like i lived in rome, do it like the romans, yo bitch is my trojan

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Livin out till the last days livin it up till my heart stop

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block