This is a song about "A child s suicide letter to family"

This shit is an explicit advanced maneuver, your verse is nothin but manure,

Like a grown child actress flashin her nipple, a sold soul, need to sit i'm full,

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Come back to reality/ relatives begging's to start a family/

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

I've considerations of a vicious suicide

Big serg, we ready for whatever

I sent that shit like a letter,

That was closest to me having a family

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

A letter to his mother tells of his fatal mistake

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

I remember as a kid i wrote you a little letter

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better

Send a letter to me,we can do it together,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for