This is a song about "Help yo self"

Texting my mama current self

Wish i could shed all these tears

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

But listen i'm here to help,

She's dying sir i need your help

Bout time i got my respect

These rappers are animals and im about to have a mean feast

Protect yo self in the explorer go acquire a solid shield.

Hold my tears i tried my best

Have to admit i need help

Self designated wicked critical closer

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try