This is a song about "The streets in my hustle and i been though the struggle"

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles

Out in the streets is where i learned my way,

And truthfully girl you really make my day

We original officially the most original

I done seen some shit that niggas a call the struggle

And in the midst of the struggle well keep your roll of quarters,

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Even though i feel like im in the lost and never found

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Iv been on the streets for time

Promise me you won't step out of line

And even though i try my best i'm never touching the bread,

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said