This is a song about "Struggle to fame"

On a ladder straight to fame

Balling, but it’s not a game

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

You were rising straight to fame

Please struggle to make your body might take of my knives

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

I'll never know the struggle of blacks, how it felt to them,

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

They getting nice, they got some ice

Thats why we struggle to realize

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

But when it comes to fame

Or to make their way all the way up to fame

And reflect on the rap game, i came