This is a song about "No life"

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

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

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

Break every fiber until you got no life

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

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

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

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

I feel like a low-life, with no life

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys