This is a song about "The struggles of an every day worker"

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Spittin' for the people in the struggles, ready to blow the fuse,

New day new dawn shit every days the same,

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Every day a lady of the night is raped and it's not so silent

We do our hardest cuz we're artists, it's an every day drill

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

Because at the end of the day,

Then some lady named billie holiday

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled

Every day is exactly the same,

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game