This is a song about "Sad life money hate"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Sad that he had to take his own life to escape this sad life with a pliable alibi

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Its full bad,its just sad

You ain't gon find that

All my life i had lil money to invest, to spit and let my inner soul grew//

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

But i'm still white, sometimes i just hate life