This is a song about "Cope"

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

On the hope she had, shes mad, but she knows that she cope n' pass..

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

Tryna cope like it's a six day on a bail,

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Slicing throats sending bloody remains in envelopes to cope,

Use my words as a way to cope

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

I'm self provoked can't rap about shit i don't do anymore hard to cope

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

You can't open up, my crew, y'all can't cope with us,

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

So the devil that drove in her got in control