This is a song about "Loosing some one and suiside"

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

And a fridge and some broccoli

Must be something you want me to see

And listen with your ear some

Flyer then the rest of them

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Lemme grab my chair, some rum then it's back to square one,

And also know some dj'ing tricks.

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

And get me some more drugs

Yeah, since i was a knee high

With one closed and one open eye