This is a song about "Family troubles"

What them tippers don't see

You're one of the family?

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I've got health and family,

She going to borrow some money

I thought you were family

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

Told the boy to put all his troubles aside

Broke, only skin and bone, wishing all his troubles to be gone

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

The troubles out here are always tremendous

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

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