This is a song about "The struggle in life"

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Undoubtedly the latter is a struggle, the prior's worse,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Its the struggle we got gotta

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

When my critics break down and make amends with my supporters

The struggle of living in context is a giving

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

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

Never expected to stumble but was learning from the struggle

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

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

She don't really care about anyone advice

Im the best in my dreams and nothing less in real life