This is a song about "Help"

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Thats haunting you can help

I don’t care where ya are

Her words will help you recover

Help us find our inner song

You were right here all along

Don't need nobody to help

Your new man got my respect

The truth was i needed some help,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

To help stop the flooding

Go pop some pills or something

I came in industry without get any help

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

But i just can't help this

See, i'm just trying to focus