This is a song about "Dont let me fall"

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

I almost ended it all, i almost fuckin hung a rope n' let all 150 pounds fall

And, i be with that shottagang nigga name sparks

And my answer was look deep and dont fall in different arms

You told me i could trust you and you let me fall

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Can barely walk the city streets

I'm everything that they call nice

Test me, guaranteed you'll fall to your knees

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Dont let me tell people more about what youre not.

On my way back home

Dont let me into my zone

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

Dont let me into my zone