This is a song about "Family struggle money hoes fake"

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

Fake rappers take money in favor of remaining true

The money i'd make , convay myself im never fake , pen always firm to the paper

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Trying to make money so my family could eat

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Visiting the family

Thats why we struggle to realize

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

My eyes open, another day another struggle,

The ones who wanted their family to have a little money

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely