This is a song about "Mexican struggle"

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

I took care of myself it was a struggle

Way that i describe it, prescribe a nigga medicine

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

Three in the air for the people who struggle

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

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

Chorus: i really miss you girl, this is my struggle.

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

I'm skipping over that struggle

The world is so typical

Magic city tipping them

And yes bitch i am mexican

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will