This is a song about "The troubles"

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Everybody put three fingers in the air

The troubles in the system have arisen, i must share,

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Parents just don't understand my troubles with "the man."

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Where would i be without my dogs

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Women troubles family problems

I think found where your mind was