This is a song about "Always passed out"

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

To improve there's always somebody out there with a better fucking move

I'm always just out of reach why you never can grasp

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

They always watching you, even out in your own home

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

I'm always down and out watching things decay, always begging for

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

It lands in her jaw, now she's passed out thick

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

His light snuffed out. a vigil for the passed man

Find her passed out in bed and you still your game working like

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

She wasn't faithful, always out creepin' round