This is a song about "Ive had a hard life"

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

My life is troubling hard life i always holdin a knife can never stop the struggling,

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

Takin' over the scene, couple stacks for the feature

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Ive had three girlfriends on roulette of chat

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Sense good times coming lately ive had it rough

All my life ive been around crime, niggas sellin a dime, to pay rent on time,

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Ive had rough times made bad decisions

It's moe, all i need is more chips