This is a song about "Our second life"

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

No failed romances, no second glances,

The ink spilling at 2 words per second

If you ever feel alone and

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

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

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

(8 second instrumental break)

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

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

With such an ugly picture in it and

Funny 1st verse serious second,

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

It starts to go downhill by 9.8 meters per second per second