This is a song about "A sad handjob"

It's a sad life, that the others control,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

I ain't dissin' you dog, i'm dismissin' you

And i find that sad that your part of a crew

Cause i break it out a lot

A loss on your part, is a sad thought

Got a shit flow, admitting that you rap bad, thats sad

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Just a sad little man tryin to fill a giant's cup

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

I can't remember much but i was always sad as a kid.

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

It's a sad mess always wanting to be hand fed

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

It's a sad thing, the dumb shit that comes out of your stupid dome