This is a song about "I wanted to kill myself"

If i really wanted to i could kill you with my bare hands with ease

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Then i grab my binder, that’s when i wanted to find her

But make it in time for shitty re-runs of rocket power

Can anybody hear me? i guess i keep talkin' to myself

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

I bet that mirror gon show you

Even if i wanted to,

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Wanted to hit, but then i started to spit, got a pitch

So, just tell me something about yourself

16 and i wanted to kill myself,

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

And i promised to myself,they must die

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill