This is a song about "Anger and loneliness"

These incidents only fueled my anger, resentment, and rage.

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

A filthy cesspool of anger, hate and regrets

There's anger, rage, and hate, wish i could sever all the pain,

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

But screw the fake player-haters, their pain, anger, and rage,

And now i'll release anger, on this damn mic i'm breathing life,

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

And i know it's hard when you feel that anger growing

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

And i know it's hard when you feel that anger growing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

The cause of my hopelessness and loneliness

Here i go again, falling in love