This is a song about "The struggle and coming out on top"

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Coming out hard and sick,coming out sharp and quick

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Fake mc's vomit. me and my niggas on the top floor in vegas drinking gin and

Keepin death on the top of my mind, checking out her body from behind,

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Till i come out on top,

Just searching for the perfect shot

Pull out the weed, put the top back

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

On top of the ledges now,

Bitches ain't around one thou

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

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