This is a song about "Just tryin to have fun"

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

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Right now i'm tryin so hard just not to detonate,

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

They think its just for fun

Yeah i ain't done

Bullet holes and escalades, just tryin to explain,

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Ain't got time to feel so sad, smile and have fun cause that's all we had

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

The pressure's too much man, i'm just tryin' to do what's best

Boy you know ill smoke you out

Tryin have a big amount

My raps fit 'n' juggle like a lyrical puzzle to have fun with

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages