This is a song about "My lofelife"

Well rick james, maury jane

My cash effected, my brain insane,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

But in reality your just being used.

This is my original, my validation

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.