This is a song about "Against all odds"

One parent above, the other live scared

All the odds go against you, you come to an end

All the times being pinned up against the wall

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

So i'm feeling like that odds is the only state of mind

The odds your jaws will drop is astromonically high

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Like in 8 mile/defy the odds/

Cause we fight against the sunlight

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

It's me against time, to try to work against this man's dream