This is a song about "What people go through"

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Cuz i feel what you go through, i don't have a big dick but balls are statues,

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

What about people that made a path to peace and took us through?

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Okay people lets go

Fucking drought these are my sufferings this is what i go through so try to walk

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

So many emotions people go through these damn days

You can't even begin to think what i had to go through to write this verse so

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

I'm coming home with you

I understand what your goin through

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

I'm here to reap souls/peak through peepholes/terrorize people/