This is a song about "Our life"

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Our blessed life, no rested night on release, you plead to sign it, cds

That damier bag i bought her

Your our provider

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

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

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Felt like i'm free from all my sins when the service was over

Guess our trends dose and our melodies closure

I see our lives faded, as we search for our david/

She say her last was super wack his sex was overrated

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Our love was still there but our minds were lost

Maybe to stop the design that is enshrined for niggas who don't give a damn about our life

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice