This is a song about "Why i try"

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

It's sad to see apathy, that's why the cops won't try shit

Die only think i could try

And i know that your supply

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

You niggas so annoying why you gotta try and hound

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I dont know why you try, your lyrics are a waste

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

That’s why i try to be real in most of my songs so,

"no guns in this nation, hey why don't we try it?"

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

I just wanna cry, every time i try

I try and figure out why i rap like i do

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you