This is a song about "Living with wolves"

You know that love is a very serious thing

Wishing that your life will end but with life you just living

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

But to stay living with this music in my head its like voices

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

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

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Throwing faggots to the wolves y'all niggas is some cannon fodder

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I was the sheep and them the wolves.

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

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