This is a song about "Style of life"

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Look at her hair accuse her of bein a lesbian, she says hell naw i just like the hair style,

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

Hovering, discovering the meaning of life

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

There was a flood of emcees tryna hop on and bite the style,

I do this day to day year by year its a life style

You never tire, might as well as inspire

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

This the chicago school, fool, best i show a little bit of style

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I keep it grimey and gutter,my style remind me of the mothership

Thats the story of ya life

I need a backyard full court size