This is a song about "Being there for you"

Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Get off a key like i can’t sing

For going on being

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Cuz it seems you get ass for free by simply being at the scene

Jesus i love you with every fiber of my being you know it, its hard for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

For being cocky get now you get killed for that

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

What preceded was the clue

Thinking nobody's there for you

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Instead of her dreams being buried and no one there helping,

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

But you still give me shit for being so depressed,