This is a song about "Lil cope"

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Tryna cope like it's a six day on a bail,

Since i was left with no hope

Through my music this is how i cope

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Diminished the hope and struggled to cope

Ever since then i had no job

Imma make it lil loose

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

I'm self provoked can't rap about shit i don't do anymore hard to cope