This is a song about "Help"

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Haven't you heard the cries, for help

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

But i just can't help this

And i don't rely on no bitches

She's dying sir i need your help

That's why i never claimed i was the best

But listen i'm here to help,

I practiced till that shit made perfect

The truth was i needed some help,

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Gonna help me get that

This dude needs help quit crying for help,

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent