This is a song about "Help"

Get my taste from all of my bitches

But i just can't help this

But listen i'm here to help,

Life has put her to the test

Haven't you heard the cries, for help

I practiced till that shit made perfect

Half your body laying on my chest

The truth was i needed some help,

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

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Sometimes i can't help but wonder

And let them lames get your old number

I was a kid in need of help.

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest