This is a song about "The struggle"

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

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

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

Three in the air for the people who struggle

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

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

But the blessing was in the struggle, hope was merging through the rubble

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

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

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle