This is a song about "I need a rest"

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Think i need a new purse

I need a ring, like a phone

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

The rest of my life as a buster ??? i was ten and became

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

So they taught me to spray

Too good, i need a delay

Above the rest i need some things off my chest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Friendship ties was a severed piece, i even thought that i should rest in peace

Now you got a masters

Think i need a new purse

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and

Sitting down for the rest of the day, i need a geniuine ray of enlightenment,