This is a song about "Pressure of life"

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Of the book of your life

Sky high, iced out paradise

A pile extra pressure as a test of measure

I never use a fork i always spoon her

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

It´s the battle of life

I used to have a nine to five

Thats the story of ya life

I need a backyard full court size

I have memories of melodies in my life. (in my life)

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise