This is a song about "I am crying and i just want a friend to talk to"

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

Like my skin was leather madeleatherman louis

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

I sleep a lot to avoid people trying to talk

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

I miss her so much i want to just grab a knife

What the fuck am i hear for? just to live and die?

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

I am everything i want to be so feel my wrath

You see my friend, i am a druglord like escobar

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

There's children dying and i am crying

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,