This is a song about "Sad"

Bitch, i was born to ball

I get sad when u dont call

It makes me sad to see it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

I spit what i feel and that's quite sad

Pass that, catch back, fast that

You are lookin a little sad,

You, you, you have to pay for that

But now everthings just sad

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

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Its full bad,its just sad

In the house, holla back

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Do just feeling a little sad