This is a song about "Stop being sad"

To put it simply, they're just sad.

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

When you lie like that, its really sad

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

To make sure i was sad with static galactic stress every day and i ain't being sarcastic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

I'll never stop being critical to those apparently lyrical.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Stop being a pussy,battle like a real one

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

Its full bad,its just sad

Saying they this and that