This is a song about "Helping coral reefs"

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Hate is the fuel thats helping me, this diss is sick 'n' flaming

Let me find a new exit in this coral reef, who's keef

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

With him helping this time

Know where you stand but you need a helping hand you yelping

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme

Take the time i wasted helping you out on you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Never kind they destroyed my faith in other people, made me blind to any helping hands.

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance, make you piss pants,

I had the agility to fight and make a no helping me policy

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money