This is a song about "Living in los angele"

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Living in,my notebook's still filled with rhymes

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Between living in hell or killing yourself?

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

Imagine living in a dream

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

We living in the 21st century

I've been living in a grand repetition,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin