This is a song about "Facing truth"

Sit back and ingest the truth//

High as shit, i’m in a booth

State this here, you're facing a tax

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

All these issues i'm facing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Zero options to choose

Now that i know the truth,

Thinkin bout all the bad stuations that im facing

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Connections clear to me like i was facing my mortality

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Facing these sins man im breaking within