[Verse 1]
They say Fred let it flow don't force it
But when I think words they become in sync like falsets
My music's claustrophobic
My shit gotta come out yeah that's why I wrote it
Skill of a poet
Got a different swing on them bars like a robex
God, I can't coat ya, Fred
I'm influential on them instrumentals
It's essential that it's me who you listen to
I write about how nice I am
And I write about life god damn
Like how father figured that he a father figure
When I'm the one who give a father figures
Like I don't wanna be bothered with ya
I mean, they say it'll never get clean
Well n***a I dream got a clear shoot
Finish my enemies clean
Got his face in the scope like Jimmy Iovine


[Chorus]
The struggle's a part of me
I got a bubble pardon me
Tell the devil don't bother me
The streets hot as hell
I gotta escape poverty
Broken hearted
Broken hearted
Life's not over
We can start again


[Verse 2]
I'm a student of the game ma'
Cut 'caine I'm a truant at the same time
When it rain it downpours
Eddie Murphy stand up, I'm around raw
They admire my style more
Was underground, now I'm living on the ground floor
The streets let a round off
I cover my daughter's ears when it sound off
Now I'm in front of the tenement
Black hoodie on looking for a Zimmerman
It's back to the MAC-10 again
Behind them when I shot it's back to the MAC-10 again
I said it's back to the MAC-10 behind them when I shot
It's back to the MAC-10
Collegiate I take 'em to school
Pack ten
My line feel like 1999
Back then

[Chorus]
The struggle's a part of me
I got a bubble pardon me
Tell the devil don't bother me
The streets hot as hell
I gotta escape this poverty

Broken hearted
Broken hearted
Life's not over
We can start again