This is a song about "Alex wilson"

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

We’re seen like we’re dangerous and have some criminal intent,

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Until i die or latinos will.

And we won't front on y'all., no criminal intent

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Its a fact, that i gotta murderous will

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking