This is a song about "Helping"

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Take the time i wasted helping you out on you

Doctor said i was fine

With him helping this time

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

Canibus and grits aren't helping my mission

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

But don't kid yourself, there where no helping hands

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Got a helping hand and i'm willing to lend it

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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