This is a song about "You ain t about that life"

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I've living the life that you and yours could only dream about

As i'm watching the snow fall

You don;t thin anymore

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

//promise that you will sing about me

They gotta point em out baby

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Rap about life, and tell me about the life you had,

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that