[Текст песни «Strugglin’»]

[Intro]
And we outta here nosebleedin'
Know, I got this epistaxis
Yeah

[Chorus]
You don't know the way I'm strugglin' (Strugglin')
You don't know how hard I try to fit myself in all these frames
Meds just hardly can outsmart me
So I still hate when It's too crowdy and especially around my plate
I just need some more pills to control my shit
(To control my shit, to control my shit)
I just need some more pills to control my shit
(To control my shit, to control my shit)

[Verse]
My chest plate is home, sweet home for the big and ugly piece of rock like this
I wonder why I let the world around me treat my heart like this?
How fast I became like on of them lames, that never reflect the bad things?
Sometimes I feel like a sort of a dead man, I put a skull on my left wrist
(Fuck it!) But let's just clarify about me
I'm the DIY-project that was assembled by me
I'm designed, I'm updated and none of this shit was free
Solo-dolo, from the first to the last detail I picked
(Let's get it!) And I'm Burj Khalifa above you
Pop some Lilly pillies to remember them all, now it's time to say: «Fuck you»
Pop some xanax-xanax to amaze so-called adequate individuals
Look at me, look like I'm fucking around, see, I don't touch my residuals
My flow is like Temp V, and I'm Billy Butcher
Cleaning the tab, I took away somebody’s near future
Cuz while they throwing stones at my career, I’m rappin’ real
I'm about to do some real drill here
[Chorus]
You don't know the way I'm strugglin' (Strugglin')
You don't know how hard I try to fit myself in all these frames
Meds just hardly can outsmart me
So I still hate when It's too crowdy and especially around my plate
I just need some more pills to control my shit
(To control my shit, to control my shit)
I just need some more pills to control my shit
(To control my shit, to control my shit)