This is a song about "How my mind is so gone so corrupt i think i should just end my life"

Rica, so i can smoke my reefer and enjoy how life supposed ta treat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Pay my haters not too much mind

That my life is so confined,

I don't know how i lived so long without her in my life

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

So should i grab a gun/ surly flail my firearm/

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Life is so cold should i even fuck me self....

Damn! you so lame, should i really waste my rhymes?

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I think my rapking crown is crowned so start up a big round black cloud

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out