This is a song about "Struggle and trouble"

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Still trouble lurks as foes plot and plan

That just makes them a nobody, a failure as an individual,

I hope you get writers block and struggle, on the next day you get carpal tunnel

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

And when you're having trouble and feeling really down

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/

Visible meaning that my spot will be unsinkable.every verse lay is a miracle,

And it seems that with help, i may make it through my struggle.

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

No one notice your struggle

My nickname could be trouble.

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

It's an everyday struggle we hustle and remain the nicest

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

When it's trouble, they "blocka" and fuck a life