This is a song about "I am trying but there s are many ways"

Must be hella awful cause sure as i am i can find my ways

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

I got no cabs but my road to success had many bends which drove me to where i am now/

Ever since i was a little motherfucker wantin to hangi can see 'em in my head, pow

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

Listen to me, i'm trying. don't judge me for who i am.

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

And there are many things, that those titles bring, has you feeling you're

But never gettin better unless i keep trying

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

I've imagined you dead so many ways, "maybe i should try and choke her"/

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Your lyrics are germs but am antibacterial

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal