This is a song about "Our 2nd life"

Kick, rock tha 2nd verse betta' than tha first showin'

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

And it’s the hard knock life, but still we keep our head up

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

And we was poor, but our life chances weren't better than yours,

September 2nd will go down in history

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Petty raises, life hastens, we're stuck at our stations

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

Life is a bitch; our relationship sucks, but i'm not ending it.

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that