This is a song about "Love in the struggle"

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

Askin what i know about the struggle? 502 south side/

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Three in the air for the people who struggle

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

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

It's an everyday struggle we hustle and remain the nicest

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

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

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