This is a song about "Support for families in need"

No conscience, no need for resilience

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

//shout out to carlcee for all the support he has given me!

Your'e lost in the sirens, you need me for guidance,

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

It creates dead members of families

Got tired of running from the police

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

I style on new york, pile up my fork

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

This beat is a mahi tuna floating in some shark water

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

A waste reaching in the pockets of the working to support your habits