This is a song about "Struggles poverty and the truth"

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Never forget your roots and spit the real truth and

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

For we are awakening and learning the truth"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

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

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

There's much more to life than just the poverty

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

The truth about the homicide and why people are traumatized,

That's why i'm tearing 'em, and carrying the message of truth,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues