This is a song about "Struggles"

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

N d struggles already lost at battle gate/

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

I agree that it's wrong to compare different struggles,

Struggles making me feel frustrated

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

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

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

I bring you the key to your struggles and your strife

Who know this be the life that i really live

I feel like through these struggles i really just deserve respect,

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks