This is a song about "Help them"

Life has put her to the test

But it doesn't work and it doesn't help.

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Can't even ask for help

Help them achive what they wanna be

That's the way, you can move it baby

It's bedtime night night, im never phased i will have your style on the six o clock news

So i set aboard on cruise/on a mission to restore the youth/ and help them explore the truth

But i just can't help this

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

Cause i know, there won't always be help

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Instead of causing them like that, help the handicaps

They say it's no use to help them they won't change

While half my mental belongs in a cage