This is a song about "Being hopeless hustling"

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

And i been hustling all day, this a way, that a way

Looking at your money

Hustling tryna make this p

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

So we sit like an hopeless soul with broken bones

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

Fired up first, you struggling incapable of hustling

I'm low 'n' i'm just hopeless, know this shit's gonna last

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

1995 the future hopeless, im the last survivin poet

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

Mr. absoulute the most incredible at this

I'm influenced by the hopeless and foolish

These fuckin hopeless slits

They bringing me fish and chips