This is a song about "Life in the struggle"

In the prime of my life

Ma want me to go find a wife

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

And in the midst of the struggle well keep your roll of quarters,

The struggle of living in context is a giving

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

Now thats the fucking struggle

Got to the end of the tunnel

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

The struggle for the rhyme is real realistically speaking rhymes can kill.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle