This is a song about "Being hopeless hustling"

1995 the future hopeless, im the last survivin poet

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Hustling tryna make this p

Lost focus, fuck yes, it is hopeless.

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

And now your best friend's having kids

These fuckin hopeless slits

Knowing you can no longer party

Hustling tryna make this p

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

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

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

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

But what does that matter because to fight against a hater is hopeless.

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush