This is a song about "Style of life"

For living my life style

When it comes to spitting that fire

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,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

My style of rap is impeccable yours is forgettable

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

They judge you for your life style while they drink away their problems at the bar

Of the book of your life

Then put it into sex drive

Take the walk of my life

Sky high, iced out paradise

So dont bite my style and lay on the madness of hate

City national bank evolve into shape