This is a song about "Help"

This dude needs help quit crying for help,

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Ive already tried to get help

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

But listen i'm here to help,

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

But i just can't help this

That i will leave earth with her

Her words will help you recover

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Help us find our inner song

'til it's like a mile long

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Sometimes i can't help but wonder