This is a song about "Living in luxuries"

Living in the matrix

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

You have luxuries that other people haven't

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Living in,my notebook's still filled with rhymes

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I've been living in a grand repetition,

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

Your botch is bomb yo, thats why i'm living in her condo

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Living in this just to bring destruction,

First off congratulations on the win

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

We're all just living in a fantasy