This is a song about "Overcoming the struggle"

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

Coroners comfort your mama

Its the struggle we got gotta

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

But some folks struggle to be seen, the freedom of gays

And in the midst of the struggle well keep your roll of quarters,

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

I'm on the block as usual

Troubled with a struggle

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Now thats the fucking struggle

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Three in the air for the people who struggle