This is a song about "Never had to struggle for much rolling around with my boys from norman"

Thats all/ aint never been much to it/ moneys caught my eye

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

No one seems to know my struggle or where i come from,

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

Writing from my heart, never end with dark

I know my calling's worth like phone card

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

From comfort to confront the struggle which i've never been lagging with actions

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

With another, little fucker who's had way too much to drink?

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

I can taste the salt from my tears

To much killing around too much suspense.