This is a song about "Successes and the struggle"

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Three in the air for the people who struggle

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

It's unfair, your unaware of the daily struggle,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

And again i say to you all, hello and welcome to my struggle.

Askin what i know about the struggle? 502 south side/

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

But some folks struggle to be seen, the freedom of gays

I still struggle to try and be happy, every damn day,

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

I'll never know the struggle of blacks, how it felt to them,

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again