This is a song about "Proportion in our lives"

And understand, deprived cause lives or going out, some are coming in

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

We are having the time of our lives

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

Our human lives were doing fine, you ruined mine, here's suicide

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

But only when our fucking lives are fine and dandy.

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

The start of where we turn our lives around, hard.

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

He lives in apartments, right on the first floor

Need i say more out in singapore

And cry about our lives, 'cuz nothing could improve 'em,

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from