This is a song about "Struggle in da street life"

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

You want a big house cz your living in the street

My life story ain't science fiction it's a struggle between

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

We were losing hope, but the blessing was in the struggle

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

I diss guys to da skies for being fags in disguise

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Three in the air for the people who struggle