This is a song about "How"

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing

Call me a clown but a week from now

There's no use in, even asking how

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

It's bazaar how this world works and how we're designed

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

She say how low how low can you go?

And now, i'll tell you how

I know i'm wrong now

Fuck that noise, no way no how

You owe me, homie have that now

Accustomed to the consistency like dammit how

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking funny now