This is a song about "Desperate"

Desperate for remedies, sprinkling ecstasy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Please prop me anyway i'm really desperate for attention. thanks!

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

With knowledge and leverage to angle the desperate

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

A desperate man sells himself to lucifer to gain what he's been searching for.

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Desperate for a check with a sum, depressed and act savage

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

But i know that desperate times call for similar measures

Shout to them girls in the club that don't fuck with they professors

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Desperate dwellers who settle in cellars venture for shelters