This is a song about "Being depressed after a breakup and still loving the girl"

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

I have to remind myself, that i am still a human being.

A childhood being depressed,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

A line after line printed fluently, grammar stupidly, horrendous, still

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Theres times where i might fuck a girl and fuck another after

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

They end up repressed and depressed