This is a song about "That chrismas life clean"

To cut the very things that have you fuckin tethered in life.

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Rollin' down the four o five

Talkin bout that trill life

Money back on my mind

That my life is so confined,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

In my life that i couldn't answer

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

Niggas, y'all think my songs that i write are squeaky clean,

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

He was the rust that formed around the windshield of my life

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Whos rite i new that you would choose life