This is a song about "Pulling through"

Call me gob bluth cuz i'll be pulling tricks life long.

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Season opener, finna be there

Hell be picking big boulders breaking his shoulders pulling the rollers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Then i'm pulling out my shlong and share the cum all along

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

My flow is so sick toxic i vomit, ima puppet master pulling strings with no guitar picks