This is a song about "Struggles"

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

This message is for those in struggles, it's not twisted,

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

But i was more self concerned with the broads in life

I bring you the key to your struggles and your strife

N d struggles already lost at battle gate/

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Spittin' for the people in the struggles, ready to blow the fuse,

Back when the mc's expressed their life and life's running struggles//

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups