This is a song about "Respect sane"

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

You expect me to respect you?

With all due respect i do respect you enough to expect

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

But i never got respect

Hold up yea we the best

"entertained but respect they don't..."

Time to get her bags get ghost

But now invisible cells around your brain

The only thing that even keeps my sane

You always question, what happened to respect?

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Stress on my brain, trying to stay sane and maintain

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I'm lucky i'm sane and now my heart sets out to the right girl