This is a song about "Despair"

Completely destroyed, beyond repair, living in despair

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

I felt hate and ugliness leaving my body along with despair.

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

And take mama wit cha, cause despair don't do nothin but bite

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

From the threads of despair

You minimal, fight in the air, while you cling in despair, your not fixable

Bet you didn't expect it, i don't do things expected, and predictable

U got all them drums in there

Freedom from want and that of despair

Roll up niggas be like sex

You should be scared, your in despair (2x)

Aimed directly at his face, her face bled with dismantled despair.

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare