This is a song about "Rich gang life"

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

I live in england where them bitches rich,

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

Nawh bitch obama can suck a dick my views on life will never get me rich

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Yeah you thought she was rich

Breaking them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red lightswatch 'em pause as i pull my strap out my drawers

But really im horrible i keep the gang life for real i steal from friends family even poor whores,

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Not involved in a gang or a life of crime

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I was born in a gang territory