This is a song about "Living in luxuries"

Thinking about living in my life long dream

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

As the pharoah in the barrow living

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Living in,my notebook's still filled with rhymes

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Even though some cocksuckers are living in ignorance/

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

Completely destroyed, beyond repair, living in despair

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air