This is a song about "Im so se"

So when im departed

Saying they this and that

Wino might find yo' sight

When im with you it feels so right,

And that they love to se

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

So im sharper than a six inch blade

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Im just so fucking depressed,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Im a screw up i just screw just so that im screwing

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Im realistic im ballistic so many words to describe my

Im so good i need no tag team

The bitches is everything in between