This is a song about "I keep trying"

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Trying to keep up with the persona of liquid solidity.

I'm king, do my thing, you will keep trying to swing,

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

These critics keep eyeing, i stay consistent and trying

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting

They keep trying to hold me back but i snap their hands off

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

I keep falling, i keep flying, i can't stand it anymore

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Im trying to keep my vibes good by puffing on this joint,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

But never gettin better unless i keep trying

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

That i was trying to transmit.

Well, i can handle that