This is a song about "Mandem sheffing each other"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

It says in that paper book that we should love each other,

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Its a shame what people say to offend each other

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Depression, confession, ascension we share with each other

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Which compete with each other to complete the deceit.

Me and dagen take care, kick back for each other,

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

I never use a fork i always spoon her

It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,

I know that we cared about each other a lot

We dig the plot and never bury pot