This is a song about "Hustle until i die"

Man i hustle, i hustle.

Got to the end of the tunnel

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Wondering which way will i die,

Lord i'm ready, born again, hustle, 'till i found jesus christ,

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

I can respect the hustle

The world is so typical

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

I flow to hustle, but how hustle flows, it negates how i flow-hustle for dough

It was my home by i made die

I wonder why, i sit and cry

I just wanna fucking die

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

So i'm, throwing lyrical knives at you until you hopefully die

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie