This is a song about "Hopeless way"

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

1995 the future hopeless, im the last surviving poet/

And wonder why i spit ruthless raps to the hopeless rats

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

And hopeless because you know, you were told that

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Your chance to endure is near hopeless

The way she walks and causes a fuss

These fuckin hopeless slits

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

But what does that matter because to fight against a hater is hopeless.

You come to rappad to pound keys into submission, typing to release another hopeless defeat,

And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin' tornthey made me an animal, can't sleep

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

I'm low 'n' i'm just hopeless, know this shit's gonna last