This is a song about "Relief"

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

The death of me would be their biggest relief/ because i've

You gotta breathe and be at ease

I receive the degree to my relief

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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

My chief felt a sense of relief. i'm not a thief but slut , look at your butt,

Over all i rapped as a relief, cause

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Not some brief that the motif is high relief