This is a song about "Homeless struggle"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

From homeless to riches, not money but #figure

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Its the struggle we got gotta

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

Nearly homeless racist ignorant people, not making sense,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Cause they right down the street

Homeless no where to sleep

It's a struggle,it's fading away

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

A criminal grind mean hustle

I'm skipping over that struggle

As it slips through your toneless lips borderline homeless,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz