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

Troubled with a struggle

A criminal grind mean hustle

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Take her back to where i live

Thats why we struggle to realize

You make a nigga's night turn day

It's a struggle,it's fading away

Murder his family

Cause some of you bitches funny

I'm skipping over that struggle

As i light one for ill will

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

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