This is a song about "Society killed my best pal"

God, i'm just doing my best

Half your body laying on my chest

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

You cant touch my skill,if you try youll get killed,

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Before he killed my whole arm, i hit the alarm

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

My failures show his work at best

Wedding presents got my best man at the best buy

One choke of this you a note from mariah high

Smoking kalifa , my weed the best

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed