This is a song about "Failure to success"

Blinding me and keeping me up, no nights to sleep, for success is waiting

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Cause in the end we all on the same road to success

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Oh please,if hiphop opens the door to success its 'cause i got all the keys/

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Just to try to get a piece of success, maybe just love me less,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

The path to success served in a golden platter for me thanks to ma family

All i have to show for it is failure and tears,

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

The path to success served in a golden platter for me thanks to ma family

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

My success is going to be the thank you

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through