This is a song about "The struggle and drigs"

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

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

Three in the air for the people who struggle

Aren't you somethin', an original

I done seen some shit that niggas a call the struggle

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

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

I'll never know the struggle of blacks, how it felt to them,

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

I still struggle to try and be happy, every damn day,

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

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