This is a song about "Emotional neglected"

But me and my brother never made it out school

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I've reached my emotional limit

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

Dope next to shots vodka emotional victory my boi rich checkmate mastery

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Maybe to stop the design that is enshrined for niggas who don't give a damn about our life

Marijuana toking, cigarette smoking, neglected by life, reflected my emotions towards a knife,

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,

Feeling everyone has neglected you or nobody wants your attention even at the bar

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers