This is a song about "Needing a hand to hild"

With a hand struck from the dirt

They call me say, word

In needing of a feeding its stopping me from sleeping

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Im raisin the bar, ya gna be needing a neck noose,

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Look inside of my light find hope and maybe just quit, look inside of your

Someone immediately rose their hand to offer to take me on a tour

I dont like to see you suffer without a drink in your hand,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

It's a sad mess always wanting to be hand fed

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

Mr. this is urgent needing u to explain it perfect

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

I got flow for days, my mind knows what to say to all you stray dog needing to be put away