This is a song about "Living in the struggle"

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

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Now thats the fucking struggle

A criminal grind mean hustle

Aren't you somethin', an original

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Cause i ain't worriedeyes blurry

We living in the 21st century

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

You want a big house cz your living in the street

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Cause life pales in comparison to living the dream

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

I reflect the past, i remember last living in a semi detached,

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act