This is a song about "No life"

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

We got no choice we may take their life

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

I'm everything that they call nice

I feel like a low-life, with no life

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

No valid shot at life, chance to make it or succeed

Cause life don't come with no manual

Yeah come holla at your uncle

No life ahead of them

Then lost her faith again

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

But because real life ain't no fun

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke