This is a song about "Pushing"

As we keep pushing on,

Pay dues like a hair salon

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar

I ignore the calls for blasphamy, pushing on my corrupted qi.

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

But i will keep on pushing till my, back bone cracks

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

One for my well being, the other pushing me to the brink.

Gotta keep it pushing cause you hoes can't knock me

And the discography, somethin' you got to see