This is a song about "Help"

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

But it doesn't work and it doesn't help.

This thing that you could imagine

Your itch stick won't help none

Hold my tears i tried my best

But listen i'm here to help,

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

That's why i never claimed i was the best

She's dying sir i need your help

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

But i just can't help this

Haven't you heard the cries, for help

Life has put her to the test

Half your body laying on my chest

Yeah, i think somebody need some fuckin help