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

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

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

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Breeds from the poverty,

Who will free us from the chains of poverty

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

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

For we are awakening and learning the truth"

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth