This is a song about "Hard times"

To all those hard times, hiding

I do the right thing

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Reminding me of the bad times

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Lie about the rough times hard days but why

Bring the battering ram where you live

You better get with the times

Im a lazy stoner but work hard at times

We will never die, we are forever alive

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

I apologized a trillion times

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard.