This is a song about "Mexican struggle"

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

I took care of myself it was a struggle

To beat me bring a black guy in a mexican wrestling mask

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Since your mexican hers a few peso

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

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

Aren't you somethin', an original

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

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Now thats the fucking struggle