This is a song about "Mid life crisis"

I used to have a nine to five

My already fucked up life

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I might just, spread like virus, the lyrics will cause a crisis,

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Vaporize jets mid-air during firefights, my minds eye making lightning violent,

You're a vestige that's meant to end, so full stop, you're sentenced and

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Just give her back. or life, life, life expect attack.

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

Life on a platter, life looking dapper