This is a song about "Keeping up with the kardashians"

There won't be no problem keeping up with zeek,

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Before we see it's hard to live

Slit the veins keeping me alive

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Im filled with integrity, keeping my raps locked in my brain mentally,

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

I'm not telling the details, i'm keeping those behind the veil.

Y’all never escape your past, it’s just hope but keeping the chains

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Keeping artist shattered,some say i shoot lyrics crazily call me the mad hatter.

My mind is what i'm keeping from the spies in plain sight creeping

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling