This is a song about "Crawl"

And there's little to be glad for

Before it make ya crawl till u reach hell's door,

Suddenly i felt something crawl onto my lap

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

World's got me on my hands and knees like when i first learned to crawl

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

You drivin like your 80 vehicle is slow to a crawl

Taxing us for walking, when we barely even crawl

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

There's stories i could tell ya that would make spines crawl,

Ive been in brawls where ive been beated till i could only crawl, the world is to small,

I put my head on the table an sacrificed it all, just to be kicked down infront of them all,

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Appalled, but all i did was crawl away, like i just didn't care.