This is a song about "Scared for life"

Through the barbed wire

For living my life style

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Like your esophagus have you pleading for life

Five in the air for the parents not scared to tell the kids that nothing his holding them back

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

It’s the hard knock life, for us,

Wood chain with a jesus

Half your body laying on my chest

For no longer am i scared,

I'm waiting for the good life to begin.

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

The snitch on the block be running for his life

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys