This is a song about "Sad songs"

I was angry and sad

Can't win with a passive attack

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Her life story was so sad

Its full bad,its just sad

In the house, holla back

I could barely write these songs

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

And if i do go you better come through

Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?

Forsaken youth mistake the truth for it, that's why i'm writin' songs,

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Just here to rap them songs

Shots, they back and forth

But now everthings just sad

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that