This is a song about "These struggles of life"

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

I got a trife life of these strife fights and bright lights, and you ain't even know it

Back when the mc's expressed their life and life's running struggles//

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Victims of that thug life

Rollin' down the four o five

These 16 bars arent gonna get you life,you need peace

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

A life of luxury or a life of crime/

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

N d struggles already lost at battle gate/

So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most