Struggle (feat. Whitney Compton)

I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that fucked over feeling You keep yo Head up homie I hope u make it out of prison I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that fucked over feeling You keep yo Head up homie I hope u make it out of prison She was a good girl and gifted She was mobbing with righteous intentions Until she met that lil deadbeat ass nigga He played with her emotions and fucked with her mental He made it real hard for the next individual Baby don't stress girl I give you charisma He called her names , I called her my sister I gave the game to her she caught her rhythm Girl digest that little stress out your system You're beyond beautiful I can't describe you I might catch you and hide you, no temptation will arrive you I'll be king, you be my queen times two I tried with words I can't express em through I am Mack Strong, this the FIEcru Many words from the wise I provided to you, yes We travel the globe and call that astrology moving This is real life no illusion We had a meeting of the minds while out eating sushi I never did approach her, but we grew a lil closer She just fell in love with a new wealthy culture She really is allergic to you vultures It's a meeting of the minds when we post up, Strong I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that fucked over feeling You keep yo Head up homie I hope u make it out of prison I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that fucked over feeling You keep yo Head up homie I hope u make it out of prison I feel the pain cause I can relate When nobody seems to give a fuck about you Opposition racism popping. And the brother's that you thought was mobbing righteous Changed on ya for a lil nothing, baby mama just switched the game on ya Even got ya on kids changing on ya Don't you never stop homie elevate it If they ever try to stop you, self educate it I just took the knowledge, and elaborated Made love to experience had a wisdom baby I am not a mental minded brother trapped in slavery You can be whatever that you wanna be I hope you be Yourself, and never be a wanna be Clenched fist r.i.p. to Huey P Free Larry Hoover that's a righteous movement All blue Bens r.i.p. to Tookie. Aid & assistance Throwback Pistons, defensive for my team that's a great vision Bob Gibson on the mound call it perfect pitching O.J. Simpson Nat Turner so rebellious nigga Hope they throw ya case out then dismiss it Out of sight is out of mind mail or visits Don't forget the struggle is real But you gotta stay strong, and you gotta hold on Don't forget to remember me Just know you're not alone And you've never been alone. Strong I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that fucked over feeling You keep yo Head up homie I hope u make it out of prison I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that fucked over feeling You keep yo Head up homie I hope u make it out of prison