This is a song about "Getting thru this"

Getting lifted by this rapping gift.. while a doobie in my fist..

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

You just gotta keep pushin thru

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic

You kiss that amethyst, and bet it's getting no better than this,

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

God damn it, this planet's getting so calamity filled,

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My only concern is getting this pay nigga

To liberate yourselves, africa