This is a song about "Sad bich mom"

No more sad song on pianos

Please put that in your notes

But did you think about your mom,

Tats no dey for my arm

Its full bad,its just sad

And you all will respect that

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Roll up niggas be like sex

All sad down cause he has no success

Twista finna get up on the track

And too me that's whats so damn sad

Full of shit, like i ate that john

So i thanks for my mom

I was angry and sad

Pass that, catch back, fast that