This is a song about "Going though a lot"

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Life can get a whole lot a whole lot messy,

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

He say, she say, oh my god

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Didn't want dad to go though, no point in him going anyway

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

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

Going though cycles never achieving your vision

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Pulled a lot of doubles along the way

I got a lot of haters.

So you finally got the nerve