This is a song about "Something that doesnt make sense"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Only god can judge me doesnt that sound familiar,

I delete they history

Still doesn’t make sense to me

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Giving me words to help it all make sense

Y'all can't even #make #sense, you're just spending the green,

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

They can make you that with you there's something wrong/

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

I'm on deck i'm up next

The world so cold it don't make sense.