This is a song about "The living"

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Come august seventeen i'll be living the dream,

Cutting me this worthless check

Like night of the living dead

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

As the pharoah in the barrow living

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Its a message to the scum thats still living,

I just wanna say i'm living the life

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Whats the point of living if were living to die,

This is for all the brothers who think they're not worth living

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Mad at the world cause the life that im living

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing