This is a song about "Living in this world"

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Ayo, living in this lonely city you better be quick,

Living life, but seeing the world blind

For that paper, i'mma grind

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

In every home in this world, i'm so much cared!

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

But world is really cold,in this streets

Street fameall out warfare, eye for a eyebustin on my enemies bad boy killing

I ain't no mathematician but i gotta stay constant with content in this crap im living

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

Your the best person i've ever met in this world

And be another victim in this cold world

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first