This is a song about "Cope"

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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

This stress is tough to cope, eatin and showerin wit a roach, both ways get the view

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

So y'all can cope n' touch

Now you speaking my language

Nah, i ain't gonna be embedded in jail

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

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

This is no joke, i'm clearly trashed but i will cope

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

Diminished the hope and struggled to cope

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Influenced by how you just cope with losing