This is a song about "Whitney sorrow"

Swallowed when you wallow in the sorrow of tomorrow

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

Sorrow for what i always feel

A bottle of tylenol and nyquil, wallow in sorrow, and spit it,

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

I'm living like there's no tomorrow, ball till i fall mother fuck the sorrow

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

I'm living like there's no tomorrow, ball till i fall mother fuck the sorrow

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

While you sit in a corner in your own sorrow crying

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Pendants involved sorrow falling to menace