This is a song about "Try make things better"

That's why like this beat, i try to get things for free

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

Maybe things get better, but i've got hell to pay.

You should forever venture and strive for better things like champions

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Sticking such things on walls for better calls

Won't try to make amends

To increase my ends

I’m tryna be low key

And i'll make things creamy

And every time i try to make things better...

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Try to improve on all the things i lack,

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack