This is a song about "Money life rap"

Look it something they can't ever see

Fuck life i’m out of rap city

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Putting rap on life support, it needs a medic

Breathe life into rap like full on resuscitation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Before we see it's hard to live

I rap every single crap in life

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

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Your life story? you had to rap a part one and two?

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you