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

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

My god is the truth and light

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

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

Bugz, kadafi, and slim, you’ve gotta spit the truth,

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

For we are awakening and learning the truth"

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Never forget your roots and spit the real truth and

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

I rap about the truth and nothing but the truth

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

There's much more to life than just the poverty

And i got a little big, keep it low key

All we got now is crime, death, sickness, and poverty,