This is a song about "No life"

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

They got no life so there just want to mess your life

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Right flows down and they might go nice

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

I feel like a low-life, with no life