This is a song about "My lifw"

Listen to every word that i slur

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

But now i’m ok, i got my shit together

You can see with your fans

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

My shirt, purple label my shirt

The concept is so absurd

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

Grab my knife and my gun

I'm caged up in state prison

My streaks my testament.

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk