This is a song about "You don t know my struggld"

You know my swag is outstanding,

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

We still ride though

But you know my motto:

My scythe don blessed ya made a mess, much to your dread

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

She take two man one time

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row