This is a song about "Help me"

Cause you didn’t play the game right

To help me commit suicide

Just to help me survive, or to help me stay fly

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Just to help me survive, or to help me stay fly

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Gonna help me get that

But god is there to catch me and help me through somehow.

Sound wise... or that style they puttin' out now

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Also i've got white skin, fuck, i thought it'd help me,

Seduction sends to slaughter, they're screaming blyyk please help me.

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

You know help me find my way

You make a nigga's night turn day