This is a song about "Suicide and self harm"

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

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

At your best you might

Thinkin bout suicide

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Suicide depression,

Double mg not to mention

And it rules everything around them

Words corrupted him and made him self concious again,

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self inducin' a snooze

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues