This is a song about "Whore let me be me"

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times

So let me be clear, if not for christ i wouldnt be here, still on percs and vikes

Fuck with me some more and im kill this whore,

Or something that you paid for

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Let me tell you how rap influences me

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Me that i need and breath, if i let you go i'd be on my knees not knowing

Don't beg me back, whore, i got my reasons/

So i guess that's where i hide my things

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Let me be angry or sad, that gets my rap into the cash.

Now let me be clear there's a reason i'm a king,

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Let me be clear homeys a faker