This is a song about "Kill your self"

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

And kill yourself and your clique

From the back seat, back seat

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Accidentally kill your family still

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Because if you hurt your self like this

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

Keep your business to your self never fuck with a crew

I am not no homophobe, good thing i don't read the post

Hope u get your self into some serious fender so you won't

Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom