This is a song about "The fallen"

Don't pout cause i'm bout to snap, you're bawlin n' fallen in the wrong trap now ya handicap

A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did itthere's no way i can pay you back

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/

The streetz is aint the safe

But i know i see better days

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

Do the math, get the sum

I'm a son of a gun

I don't need fallen women

This friendship has fallen,

Tryna find the one

I've fallen down a dark road full of regret

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

It's not that i don't need ya but see yaand i hope you understand why i'm bustin

Just an introduction, must have fallen under their spell, victim of abduction