This is a song about "Sad rap"

But actually i am sad

There's crack, there's crack

No more sad song on pianos

We love for a while then a light goes

So it's nothing to finish

It's #sad, #damn #who's #sayin this?/

Twista finna get up on the track

And too me that's whats so damn sad

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

When you lie like that, its really sad

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Let me be angry or sad, that gets my rap into the cash.

But now everthings just sad

I promise i'mma call you back

Got a shit flow, admitting that you rap bad, thats sad

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back