This is a song about "Jaylene money goals house sex kids depression fighting love"

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Pail if u still love money better prepaid your pall

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Kids don't get beat up for lunch money nowadays

Go where you ain't been

Suicide depression,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

This is for those kids who feel no love, let their arm slash,

I'm on deck i'm up next

And in love with her, lets have sex