This is a song about "Our second life"

We all forget points in our life replace them

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

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

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

I believe in second chances

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

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

If you asked us 'bout our life you'd probably be greeted with shrugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Take a second and listen you will see how our minds work different.

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

The ink spilling at 2 words per second