This is a song about "No life"

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

I used to have a nine to five

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

Never let the game play youand for the fame

That life is just a (game), no pain no gain

But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

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

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek