[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