This is a song about "Surviving"

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

I was young and naive and was surviving the times,

Track 8.) langston hughes (surviving the times)

What we gotta do to survive

Ain't whining, just surviving, ain't hiding, just climbing,

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Surviving 'till we thriving, then we die when the metal clicks,

We ride along surviving strong, is what i came to say

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

We ride along surviving strong, is what i came to say

If i can leave this place, and just get away

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

I haven't been living, surviving is appropriate to say

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day