This is a song about "My hard life in the streets"

It’s the hard knock life (x2)

Sweet, okay makes sense

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

And it's finna give me peace, life up in these streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

It’s the hard knock life (x2)

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Then jump back in that mini van, double back to his block and blam i ain't backing down for nothing

My life is troubling hard life i always holdin a knife can never stop the struggling,