This is a song about "Prostitutes crying"

You’ve lost me, so don’t come crying

Frightening, so fucking frightening

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

This dude needs help quit crying for help,

While you sit in a corner in your own sorrow crying

You know that love is a very serious thing

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules