This is a song about "Suicide and pills"

And when a kid commits suicide, we cry for a bit and then it's dismissed/

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

And the kitchen table is were i find my pills

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Flying higher than a rocket because i'm on these blue,yellow,and purple pills

A rush, to crush some pills and pop em in

Oh-kay, here's the situation

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

But suicide is fucked up and there's people that will miss you/

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Difference between me and dommer, is the im a total suicide bomber,

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

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

They ponder suicide today, and hate the past

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and