This is a song about "Struggle to survive"

Whilst he strive's, he thrive's, he's alive and that's the key to survive,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

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

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

We never tattle, let god handle that

Just to survive another day on this planet

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

How are you going to survive?

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

A white lie through a struggle to a 8th try

My mona lisa painting on the wall came to life

Life's a continuous struggle to stay alive

I need a backyard full court size

Thats why we struggle to realize