This is a song about "I m tryin to make it out alone"

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

This path i choose to walk alone

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Tryin' to change something,but it goes bad

Tryin' to figure a way out

Never lookin for a handout

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

While you tryin to make a living, picking wrappers.

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

You are still kitsch, tryin' to make an ill hit,

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

When the truth is, i be just tryin’ to make it equal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will