This is a song about "Living with bitches"

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Living life in the fast lane with a mad cane

Living in,my notebook's still filled with rhymes

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

You're all too concerned with the human you're living

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss