This is a song about "Suicide and deppression"

Suicide and self harm leaving us all to fear,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

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

I became the expert on suicide and how to cope,

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Like suicide and the voices inside telling them to do this.

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Suicide is do or die and id rather choose the latter/

Suicide depression,

Catch you up on places i've been

Get depressed, commit suicide, manic

She's cute but her forehead's big

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Im commitin homicide, just to stop suicide,