This is a song about "No life"

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Beats and rap change my life, no joke

Suck my lolly pop then

No life ahead of them

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

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

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

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