This is a song about "Stolen lives"

Left with your bitch, you can call her stolen

And last but not least please don't tell no one

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

It got stolen by a heroin junkie and it sucked

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Oh i gotta face the day

Feel our lives begin to decay

Killin innocent lives like abortions

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I enjoy threatening these lives

Silicone bitches got the confidence