"My cousin he took a cord and put his throat through that
I wish I had a chance to tell a nikka don't do that
nikkas don't understand depression is real
People stressing bout real life shyt, you stressin ya bills
Not too long after my cousin hung hisself
I never told nobody but, I lost a son myself
Imagine being in the hospital holding ya dead baby
And he look just like you, you tryna keep from going crazy
That's why I drink a bottle daily
For all the shyt I keep bottled in lately"
"Ten months-old, I was abused
Kicked in the stomach, I swole up like a balloon
Zipper on my stomach cause they split my liver
But not a day go by where I don't sip my liquor
Where I don't roll one and twist my swisher
Thought I was helping with the pain, but I'm just getting sicker"