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

The truth to why i shit and pissed myself till i was 13/ the truth to

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

And they have a tendency to always stretch the truth,

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Breeds from the poverty,

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

We need to fix these streets, people livin’ in the poverty,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

We're once again in the cycle of poverty and crime,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

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

My god is the truth and light

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight