This is a song about "Giving up on life"

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

But it wasn't like that, and he was giving up slowly,

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

The answer is the lord like saturday night fever

You ain't giving up? i ain't giving up either

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

And pull those other four down you ain't giving up

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

But you giving up my resolution is music moving

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

No, i just carry on, and make life good and live it up,