[Verse 1]
If rap is a game, then I'm on the bleachers
I don't have the money and fame to get any f**ing features
Sometimes I think I'm too lame for Hoke to be my hook singer
And we were cla**mates when the look was neon scene t-shirts
So why's he hate even talking to me when he used to so eager
And Brandon doesn't seem like he wants to get some tracks laid either
Sometimes I wanna look the world in the face and give it the finger
It's driving me insane, I'm about to start spazzing like I'm having a seizure
I don't even blaze, but give me some reefer
Escape, get away out where it's just me, trees, and birds
Just relax for a couple of days, that would be such a stress reliever
I need to take a breather
Because I only have a little sway in the world of rap, I'm not the leader
I can't make my music get played no matter how much I'm begging and pleading
And that's the only way I'll get payed, stay eating
While I keep the dark side of my brain at bay, no demons
[Hook]
I'm just a f**ing struggle rapper
Trying to hustle, to make my dreams happen
But it feels like I can't even mumble when f**ers are yapping
No matter how much muscle I use, I can barely lift these latches
I'm just a f**ing struggle rapper
Trying to hustle, to make my dreams happen
But it feels like I can't even mumble when f**ers are yapping
No matter how much muscle I use, I can barely lift these latches
[Verse 2]
I'm jealous of motherf**ers seemingly getting random success
Who's next to get it handed to ‘em, just guess
I have no idea who's gonna make the game go bananas, what's next
Who's gonna rap about that black X6 phantom, blow up on the Internet
The music sh** got my spirits dampened, it's too much stress
How do I become a producer when all the software is too intricate?
How can I collaborate with my idols when I don't even have a name, a title, they'll never give me a yes
I sometimes wanna call it quits, screw it, but if I abandon ship, I'd get depressed
That's foolishness, I gotta keep doing this, to keep my life from being some mess
I gotta keep pursuing this because is the vocation I'm in the most love with
I know it's a truly big f**ing risk
I could end up on food stamps, outside the liquor store begging for a fifth
I don't wanna be piss poor and an alcoholic
My momma can't afford to give support for me anymore once I walk out the door, I'm not a trust fund kid
That means my life relies on how much I sell when I perform, so buy my tickets, b**h
[Hook]
I'm just a f**ing struggle rapper
Trying to hustle, to make my dreams happen
But it feels like I can't even mumble when f**ers are yapping
No matter how much muscle I use, I can barely lift these latches
I'm just a f**ing struggle rapper
Trying to hustle, to make my dreams happen
But it feels like I can't even mumble when f**ers are yapping
No matter how much muscle I use, I can barely lift these latches