This is a song about "Just tring to make it around"

To me they all just zombies, wondering around notin but hobbies

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

While the mainstream artists try to fake and walk around it,

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Not worth squirming you'll just make it worse

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

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Just give it to god just give it to god and you'll make it through

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

‘cuz we have the power to change shit, or just make it worse,

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

If you try to sell an album it just won't #make #cents

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

I might just make it this game to where i am seen