This is a song about "Living in theguttetrs"

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

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

I've been living in a grand repetition,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

In itself it brought wealth through crime and tough living

Between living in hell or killing yourself?

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Living in this just to bring destruction,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,