This is a song about "Suicide and self harm"

He commit suicide

Left, right, left, right

And save her from this path that we call self harm?

I'm keepin all my photos in my 23rd psalm

And snap your arm, for every time they cause you massive harm,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

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

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

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

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