This is a song about "Help"

Life has put her to the test

Have to admit i need help

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

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

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

This dude needs help quit crying for help,

Thats haunting you can help

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Help us find our inner song

Help them recreate their kingdom

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Done, instead of ruining life, can't you help?

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

Yeah, i think somebody need some fuckin help

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed