This is a song about "Mam help"

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Ive already tried to get help

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

Hold my tears i tried my best

I was a kid in need of help.

Shit is on silent all day long

Help us find our inner song

To help stop the flooding

Niggas dying like its nothing

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

But i cant help but like...

And girl you damn right

All this medication doesn't help shit,

Double m-g not to mention we got that