This is a song about "Drugs and suicide"

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Suicide and self harm leaving us all to fear,

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Difference between me and dommer, is the im a total suicide bomber,

I know you're mad, but so what

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Suicide is do or die and id rather choose the latter/

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper