This is a song about "Love in the struggle"

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

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

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

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

But the blessing was in the struggle, hope was merging through the rubble

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

I'll never know the struggle of blacks, how it felt to them,

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

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Thats enough lost in lust of the love

Or now they don't praise enough

But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow

Never knew the struggle, but now they'll know

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

But the blessing was in the struggle, hope was merging through the rubble