This is a song about "Pleading"

My nigga, its all love

Pleading with a soul in pieces

Never pleading, cause this skill ill never leave em forever exceeding,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

I'm reckoning, leave him pleading for some heavy medicine/

Love your screams ignite my fire, my requiem, the pleading fifth

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Like your esophagus have you pleading for life

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

While pleading with their god asking if it is their time