This is a song about "Helping other people"

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Hearing other people's flows a lot of people tried to hard, they don't know

Literally you gotta make attendancy to brilliantly detach the facts

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

Who's on my line

With him helping this time

Do i enjoy when i'm killing other people, totally

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Helping the the position that i'm in

Last time i seen you, you was a lil old girl

People who care about each other make me hurl

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And say i’m putting the blame off on other people

I love embarrassing other people with poetry

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy