This is a song about "Getting through tough times"

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

All the tough times in my life, but you dug me in deeper than i already was/

Getting through to the parallel universe where i see my clone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

So many problems inside pretending to stand tough

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

To play rough without acting tough

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

Plunge the knife, skins too tough

That would be enough

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

I keep on living through hard times, because of my insignificant rhymes,