This is a song about "Trying not to fade you"

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Trying not to live on food stamps and eat at gas stations,

Trying to get to you

Don't fuck around and make it true

They only seem to take/ they only make you fade/

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Get smoked he's a big joke trying to not to get broke

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Trying to get me hammered, or what not

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

But im not trying to show rhymes with 7 syllables or trying to showcase rhyming complexity,

Knowing you trying to hard

Know give me a head start

Dont stop till you see that fame, and the pressure seems to fade

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid