This is a song about "No hand out"

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

This is my take of the matter with no first hand success to back it up

Thats why i can't get the mic out my hand,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Remember those days when i use to pass out, hand out to bad bitches

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

When there's just no way out

Get yours; you know what this about

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Then ask me for a hand out now these niggas relying on me

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

No one comes, no one ever watches out,