This is a song about "No life"

I have no fucking problem or whores in my life

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Cause your life have no meaning.

I just got one request, stop breathing

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Bring the battering ram where you live

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

What up girl, tell me how you been

But because real life ain't no fun

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

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line