This is a song about "The good life"

Good deeds count for nothing and there's more to life than fucking,

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Relive all the good times

Before we see it's hard to live

Changing my whole life style from bad to good

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Cause these kids never learn of the good

I'm a demon child. and maybe someday i'll be good but that's in the after life.

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

If you want a good life then you need confess

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Didn't have a good life, cus' her parents were mean