This is a song about "Poverty and suffering"

Stop the suffering and discomfort and try to take reign,

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Suffering and pain is what keeps me awake at night

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

But poverty and hunger are frustrating, and just know it hurts,

We're once again in the cycle of poverty and crime,

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Breeds from the poverty,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

My sting has a suffering throb i dream and hope of win ning the gold

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed