This is a song about "Bleak mourn exploit drowsy drawl exhausted radiate pleaded manslaughter"

February seventh is the day i was born but it is also a day that rappers mourn

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm

Influence, pleaded you still beaten

I'm at where you can't come like no semen

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Leaving their armor rusted and torn i'll exploit your defenses

I said i got my ass beat

Even though it stays bleak,

At his funeral i pleaded how much he will be missed,

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

Crime isn't desirable, all i'm trying to do is exploit,

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point