This is a song about "Suicide so fuckin stupid"

We are so done, you stupid cretin/

Called life, happiness, liberty, freedom

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Right side, right side

He commit suicide

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

So i can tear down a fuckin tree,

Your songs are so fuckin lame

Your body's right as rain

Go stupid in the booth and go so rude when i'm writing rhymes,

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Really your so stupid

Foolish, i be on that new shit

She all on my skin

Suicide depression,