This is a song about "No life"

Cause life don't come with no manual

No one notice your struggle

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Im no longer about that life, though there was some time

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

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

What we gotta do to survive

I feel like a low-life, with no life

And i listen to common

But because real life ain't no fun