This is a song about "Giving up"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Now i'm trippin up, trippy on the verge of giving up

So get up, its time to start nation building

Or school and the zero shits i'm giving,

Her defense is up i'm wishing that it disappears

Giving you up to seven minutes to contact your peers,

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Giving you a few #minutes before he spits you chewed up

But i ain't giving up. i'll put up a fight.

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

Woke up in the mornin giving thanks to god,

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.