This is a song about "Struggling alone"

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

I’m struggling to make it while these other rappers breeze through

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

You just a struggling writer that never sold

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I can feel tugging and struggling

And don't you bring your camera phone

I'm doing this shit alone

Fired up first, you struggling incapable of hustling

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Even my analyst is struggling to handle this

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

And i guarantee you'll have a hard time struggling,

In my house i'm all alone

Smoke one stack straight to my dome