This is a song about "Killing myself"

Like i'm mac miller, killing these rappers before i kill myself.

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

But i remember to myself

I'm on deck i'm up next

They asking me to be myself

I like rollin' with friends

Not for attention for killing

I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping

My divine itching and shrine killing

Hoping that he's listening

Relying on myself

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

I lost hope almost roped myself

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Possessed, i kill everyone, and started killing myself