This is a song about "Narccistic shovel"

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Well, ain't no prob i got the same shovel that daemon brought

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

While the poor just shovel shit, and can't afford to pay the rent,

If you out there let me hear you say

Hard to shovel the cold crap out of the way

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

They need a shovel just to make it out the door to get more of it

But man, dig deeper and shovel something behind

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Or i'll do worse than a psycho does with a metal shovel