This is a song about "Help them"

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

Cause i know, there won't always be help

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Help us find our inner song

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

Heard this for certain, but i'm working in curtains like surgical surgeons that do lose

Then called her dickface, she call the connect

I came in industry without get any help

I’m doin well, i’m just hoping i got your respect

Yeah, i think somebody need some fuckin help

Hold my tears i tried my best

Can't even ask for help

Don't need nobody to help

Carol city or was it the west