This is a song about "Wheelchair"

On a wheelchair upon a bed of roses long decayed

And i could see you coming home after work late

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Mother in a wheelchair nigga tell me what you got to lose

Then come back later and slash the tires on your wheelchair.

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Ready to give it a second chance, even brought your wheelchair

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair