This is a song about "Somebody kill me"

I'm burning up, slow-ely. hope somebody notices me.

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Somebody sue me, like tom cruise in that movie/

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Just kill me. i aint joking really fuckin feel me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Somebody tutor me i god damn demand it,

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Road kill grill on a track these rappers dead to me

Now can somebody please tell me where all them hotties at

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

I'mma kill you for mockin me every day

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me