This is a song about "Wanting to die and drug addiction"

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

And drinking but ever since ive walked threw the door ive been wanting to bang

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

We on another level, i'm bout to pull that porsche out

And i am trying to hear what you wanting to say

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

Wanting to commit suicide how could they not die,

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Wanting to run away and hide

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Wanting to blow up, for nothing to remain