This is a song about "No life"

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

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

No one notice your struggle

Cause life don't come with no manual

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

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

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Beats and rap change my life, no joke

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

Because i see right through your disguise

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

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine