This is a song about "Living in nyc"

I've been living in a grand repetition,

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

There's peace-hating freemasons living in each state and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

In itself it brought wealth through crime and tough living

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

This crooked n' possessed world we living in

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

We living in the 21st century

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Even though some cocksuckers are living in ignorance/

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

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