This is a song about "Help"

Yeah, i think somebody need some fuckin help

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Shopping i’ll be in paris

But i just can't help this

But listen i'm here to help,

Hold my tears i tried my best

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Have to admit i need help

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

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

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Carol city or was it the west

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

Help us find our inner song

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Dense nuggets can help us commence