This is a song about "The struggle"

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

I hope you get writers block and struggle, on the next day you get carpal tunnel

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

But some folks struggle to be seen, the freedom of gays

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

I'm skipping over that struggle

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Now thats the fucking struggle

A criminal grind mean hustle

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Just why the fuck there's rich people when others struggle to maintain