This is a song about "Crying for help"

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Trying to talk about the problems, and still i ask for help,

For whining and crying for thinking you were so much better than me

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I used to turn to churches for help but it wasn't working,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Hear the children screach for help all they do is call

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be anymore pain: for the

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Collapse and scream for help, but i'm small just like kelp

One second this bitch copies then cries for help

I’m doin well, i’m just hoping i got your respect

It's astrife in the end fend for yourself. send for help,

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed