This is a song about "Come thru"

You just gotta keep pushin thru

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

But they dont even know what the hell i been thru

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

If u haze u might as well come thru

Raised by a momma who, who

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Im so great you can smell it thru your nose

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

That nigga came thru the do', i pulled the trigger slow

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Man i was born in the 5-0-2, where cops don't come thru/

You're my reflection and all i see is you

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice