This is a song about "Struggle to make it"

That's why i shine like i does

Just to make it famous

May not make enough to get it

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

And pray to pops that i make it

Every day was a saturday, shit

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

Wanted to make it worthwhile

Everyday a star is born

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Hazy sounds make it difficult to concentrate

They make it hard to get a breath,

I can taste the salt from my tears