This is a song about "Hoody struggle"

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Undoubtedly the latter is a struggle, the prior's worse,

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

My eyes open, another day another struggle,

Don't we all struggle, work hard, don't we bleed red?

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

She don't really care about anyone advice

Life's a continuous struggle to stay alive

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Chorus: i really miss you girl, this is my struggle.

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Three in the air for the people who struggle

Aren't you somethin', an original