This is a song about "It s hard to start"

It wasn’t hard to comprehend, it just made me sad

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Never gonna get it back so don't even start to think

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

It's crazy ain't it, hard to explain it

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

And over time you could see it start to take a toll

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Smack your mother so hard youll start to speak improper

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I've always found it hard to breathe

Five shots she ready to leave

Then he start to click, he better do it quick

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Sometimes i start to wonder, was it just a lie?

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry