This is a song about "The corey lifestyle"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

This type of lifestyle that one simulates

For the occasion, paper planes

But i think your just hungry for a bit of food, you got a better chance at winning this battle

I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile

And losin all his money

Complex lifestyle ready to do me

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

When something is broken

The bigger the the fun

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

The more battles the better the flows