This is a song about "Suicide and self harm"

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

Suicide depression,

Gin makes me sin

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

And i'mma show you how the south was won

And i'll never contemplate suicide again i'm too alive

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Judged must be insane to wanna self harm

Thinkin bout suicide

She like nigga yeah right