This is a song about "This isnt the life"

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

But my life isnt perfect , always ran from the cops

Thats the point of art isnt it?

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Not now/ not here/ this isnt where we go our seperate ways

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

My lines are hot, isnt it? yours are just the opposite

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Feel the high, feel the life that's oozin' through this music vibe

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

I'm only 15, how the fuck i make this life work.

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

This the life they're living, not me i am different

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill