This is a song about "The lonely struggle"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

The one you rode when ya got lonely,

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

The lonely ocean sings and the wind sucks the warming air thin,

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

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

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

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Never knew the struggle, but now they'll know

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

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

And if i want to go outside

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,