This is a song about "My live"

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

I live opulent my mind is a labyrinth

"i have nothing to live for, these people stole my fame

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Live long in the hands of my own, 

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

And live with my dismay

Think i need another play

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

Smile. laugh. hold. walk. live. live. live. live.