This is a song about "Try hard"

This is america and i'm the purge no matter how hard i try i cant the urge the kill. stared

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

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

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

Both are right it only matters how hard you try

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Try to make authentic answers, it's hard enough to keep to my books

They don't hear the bark

My depression hit hard/

Snitches here don't got no heart

So i be goin so hard

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

People call me a try-hard, and say that i "act blacker",

I know its to hard to try fightin back

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat