This is a song about "Getting in trouble a lot struggling n hussling"

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I got a lot of plans that were in itself master pieces

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

There've been a lot o' rainy days, a lot in my life.

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

But in my head there's something i can feel tugging and struggling

But in my head there's something i can feel tugging and struggling

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

There's a lot of religions like fish in the sea

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward

Yo this raps just like a horror film, youre the victim in trouble

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

No more struggling like a widow

Lost my nigga over nothing though