This is a song about "Struggle lonely weed"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Whenever i got a rhyme and feel lonely

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Im just a lonely under achiever who wreaks of weed and low self esteem

What them tippers don't see

Happy sadness lonely

Lady at the frank stand will

Now thats the fucking struggle

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

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

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

Its the struggle we got gotta

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre