This is a song about "Rigorous"

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Hawk up venom, i'm a street poet through rigorous times,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Murdering this game all ready as a youngin' which is rigorous