This is a song about "You helped me unders"

I used to say i wanted to dive into my grave, but you helped me

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Satan helped me and you were screaming, but later, i was weaken

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Their negativity is what helped me survive

You raised me, amazed me, praised me.

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

And jesus never helped and the devil's a dick

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

He played, helped, enjoyed. she played, felt destroyed.

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

When i was hopeless , rappad helped me share my lyrics , they helped me pass generics

For you, so i could come back a brand new me you helped see me through

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you