This is a song about "Livin life like a pimp yo"

I'm like a fuckin pimp, get em stood on corners getting rich//

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Imagine a life of peace but livin' like an assassin

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

They in the same building livin' like a mess pack

And there's no way i can pay you back

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Pushin compition down, livin my life like im inna mosh pit,

He put to sleep like a yo-yo

Lost my nigga over nothing though

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots