This is a song about "Help"

Help us find our inner song

Looking so damn right you're wrong

Sometimes i can't help but wonder

Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

The truth was i needed some help,

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

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

I was a kid in need of help.

Hold up yea we the best

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

Life has put her to the test

Thats haunting you can help

Your new man got my respect

Dense nuggets can help us commence

A coward dies a thousand deaths