This is a song about "Small town struggle"

Till we run this fucking town

She shuts the room down

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

And my weed man should just sell flutes

I'mma catch you next time around

Make your mark all over the town

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

We original officially the most original

I done seen some shit that niggas a call the struggle

It's unfair, your unaware of the daily struggle,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

And big kill, r.i.pand all you other o.g.'s, who go down

Now this anxiety is chasing me around town to town

They say i’m special as devin hester on fourth down