This is a song about "How i m sad"

Huh, i can't interpret her

I"m the designated driver

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

One day i was feeling a bit sad,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

When i was mad, you thought i was sad

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

I'mma make it rain trick