This is a song about "The crew struggle"

Its the struggle we got gotta

Got a killer flow from the llama

Crew , we make u laugh all the

You're fucking with me, nigga

I'm modest, and humble

Now thats the fucking struggle

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

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

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

We were losing hope, but the blessing was in the struggle

Cruising in the cique rollin' deep with the crew,

Now, shorty this is what i'mma need from you

And i've been thinking bout you

The original crew grew too/

The struggle of living in context is a giving

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting