This is a song about "A friend recovering from suicidal thoughts"

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Talking bout they suicidal thoughts

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Existential thoughts depending from the curls/

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

From these thoughts that i'm thinkin

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

I thought you were a friend

Nigga i ain't never scared

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

But then i see my friend, dangling upside down from a beam