This is a song about "Living in the struggle"

It's unfair, your unaware of the daily struggle,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

We're living in the now

We be like chow

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Too much prized living in the projects, near suicide me who supplied

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

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

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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

I done seen some shit that niggas a call the struggle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

You want a big house cz your living in the street