This is a song about "Struggle to survive"

While you had to struggle ‘n kiss ass, and for what bitch?

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

But some folks struggle to be seen, the freedom of gays

Or could i be the same one who came from a far away life

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

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

So these figas im persuin/ doing any means to try and survive

I still struggle to try and be happy, every damn day,

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

And again i say to you all, hello and welcome to my struggle.

A white lie through a struggle to a 8th try

Now we making up like a bullshit lie