This is a song about "Mexican struggle"

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

We were losing hope, but the blessing was in the struggle

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Now thats the fucking struggle

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

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I took care of myself it was a struggle

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

I done seen some shit that niggas a call the struggle

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

It's a struggle,it's fading away

She do everything i say