This is a song about "I don t wanna be part of those guys nomore"

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Respect still there but ya boy's right here

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

You don;t thin anymore

By the phone, no call

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Tell these people something they don`t know about me