This is a song about "Hard halo quartana"

Thinking how this shit is hard,

So rest your weary heart

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

I give you a halo to reach on the picture placed on your tombstone

A working genius, a work of art

Knowing you trying to hard

You make a nigga sing songs nice

The hard life is something hard to survive

As soon as i touch down

With your halo and a crown

Look that girl makin me hard

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard

From the time that you stole my heart

I was in my room hotel playing halo

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low