This is a song about "Our generatuon"

Never will you survive if you ever rhyme for a poser

Guess our trends dose and our melodies closure

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Your our provider

Pray to god i don't do some stupid shit and end up in a hearse

Our debt is crazy because our money is just printed numbers

Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

And our strains as our veins begin to pop out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Before we see it's hard to live

Covering our behinds.