This is a song about "Song about nigga"

Can barely finish a song

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone

This nigga was about to say something about my momma i wish this nigga would

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Erupting volcanic, satanic cutting, wrist after wrist, im not sad im just pissed,

Ive got satan on speed-dial, call that nigga up talkin about slicin open my wrist,

Haven't seen a girl in so long

Instead of singin' the same song

There's no coke to worry about nigga x3

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

See, with you, i never see it wrong

You're listening to this song

Everyday a star is born

I'm inventing my own song.

// this song is all about the inequality in the world

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first