This is a song about "Hood struggles"

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled

I bring you the key to your struggles and your strife

Hold on..i'll catch y'all up in the next life

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

If theres a time that in the hood

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Back when the mc's expressed their life and life's running struggles//

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Man i bet u dont even rep ur hood,

Spittin' for the people in the struggles, ready to blow the fuse,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

I agree that it's wrong to compare different struggles,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks