This is a song about "No life"

But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

I feel like a low-life, with no life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life

We got no choice we may take their life

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Fuck you laylow your a bitch with no life

I'm everything that they call nice

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

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine