This is a song about "Hard to make lyrics"

Wanting to hit her so hard and make her arms go slack

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

You make it hard living,

Bun b, i’m underground king

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

See it's hard to make it out when you're on government cheese,

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

It's hard to live, make you die makin' this a habit

Lyrics deep enough to make your mom weep

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Im sayin one night my love is like that

U tryin to act hard with these weak lyrics u spit