This is a song about "Horace mann"

God i miss her so much

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Go nuts, this instrumental flow much

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

He raps fine lines he knows he raps tight

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

Bout what was in her purse much,

Trying to give them light and a message

He wonders why he even tries, why is he wasting his time?

And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine

This shit has got my soul

He thinks that he can control

When he thought he could do this was he on coke

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Some days he just wishes he could die