Guizmo：Meaning of Freestyle GR Songmeaning

Lyrics: No halos above our heads, we move forward in the fog Half on another planet, half in the black hole We live breathtaking lives, they spend their lives cutting the power No wonder we're crazy, look at that loser, he's dying He's been dying for years, between guns and chaos From the basement to the stairs, from tons to small deals Sometimes it's a mess, between theory and practice Selfishness pleases the rich, those true comedians tire me out Motherfucker, you know what I mean, it's weed not chocolate on Lamine's knife And how's your crew? It's the same as mine Making it work, struggling, sell a small bag and buy two joints Stressed like rats, they want to train us like dogs We're gonna fuck up everything like the government, and I'll leave everything for my people I thought I would see the light, but it went out I'm praying for all the ones I loved, the ones I really loved High up like a cat, on the lookout for any cash I hung out under the tunnel, with my hood and the security The disturbance and the greenery, amidst the concrete blocks No, I'm not a whore but I've seen friends betray me And they act like gentlemen, old-fashioned machos (???) We have nothing much to lose, we're raw in our dealings Stealing bread from others to put something on our plates But they're fools, they only compare But as long as we drop bombs, my tracks will be solid I didn't go around the world, I observed That every time it's the good ones who sink, they keep getting hit For respect in jail or fall without separating But in the end But in parliament, many snitches bring us bad news and leave Free Jeff, and the others who are too messed up A trio, a pain in the ass, it can get complicated for the throne