This is a song about "Suicidal jellybeans"

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

High on brownies, fly on frownies, die froma suicidal act of spiritual kindness.

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Knife to your throat, leave a suicidal note in your coat

I'm killlin' off everybody and anybody who calls 2 chainz dope,

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Suicidal bitches poppin lideral, i cant stop myself from takin one to pop,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Now he's feeling suicidal, his life story is made a fable,

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

Turn your life completely around and turn you suicidal,

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Bullied, beaten, suicidal, then he came out as queer

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Suicidal tendencies because he ain't equal