This is a song about "How can i"

I’m doin well, i’m just hoping i got your respect

As a kid, i can tell you how much i felt disrespect,

"hi there, you hungry, how can i cater?"

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs,

I’m still sick, how can i be sick this long

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

But how can i give this closure when i love you so much?

I had to fight back and shit

I don't no how they can do it

Doctor: hello hayden, how can i help you today?

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

The reflections of my mental state, questioning how i can even operate