This is a song about "Fighting suicide"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

Purify that woman soul

Suicide attempts in the hole

And you ride with this

They say, suicide is:

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

Thinkin bout suicide

Right side, right side

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

Look, now roll my j tight

To help me commit suicide

His brother la'mare had just died from suicide,

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right