This is a song about "No point in living anymore"

Ain’t no secrets anymore,

Make sure to give them my all

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Cuz no one wears clothes like tht anymore

No, i'm not taking "no" for an answer anymore

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Didn't want dad to go though, no point in him going anyway

No air for you, the only way your living is cuz im breathing in your lungs!

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

No more living happily, even in their fantasies

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Stop living in a fantasy and wake up to reality, there's no morality