This is a song about "The lonely struggle"

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

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

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

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Don't put me in the moment where my finger gets lonely

Once as a slave who imagined being free

The one you rode when ya got lonely,

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

We original officially the most original

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

It's an everyday struggle we hustle and remain the nicest

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

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

The struggle for the rhyme is real realistically speaking rhymes can kill.