This is a song about "Being hopeless hustling"

All we need is convienient love

Your chance to endure is near hopeless

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Lost focus, fuck yes, it is hopeless.

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

These fuckin hopeless slits

The youngest of my mother kids

I'm influenced by the hopeless and foolish

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

But when he discovered he was hopeless he gathered his things,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

So we sit like an hopeless soul with broken bones

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

So all the hustling for nothing man