This is a song about "Try hard or die hard"

Or they put in hard work and wanted it more then breathing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

It doesnt matter how hard you try, herdz ull always die.

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Both are right it only matters how hard you try

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

So should i call him a try hard for his style and clothes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Go hard or out my yard

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Chained as my slaves, my die hard fans

She do it with no hands

Trying hard so desperately to try and go gain fame,

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again