Be grateful for your situation man it ain't that bad

In a world that's so preoccupied with hashtags

Depression come in all forms and that's sad

Your passing might of took the air out me backdraft

I read that niosh report I might sound bias of course

No one can try and distort

My opinion on the matter at hand I just provide support

Idk why I resort

To jameson n ginger ale it be the coping mechanism

I just know my lil brodie had a vision v fib this a dangerous rhythm ugh

I remember you would come to the crib and

Build on several ideas regarding careers how we gon take it from fiction

Manifest and fruition

Chopping it up we both displaying decisions

Ideas and our concernments

Who'd a knew what the future determined damn

You put trust in people when y'all in good standings

The minute you need em they leave you abandoned

I ain't got all the answers

I ain't no fan of no fandom

Losses really be hurting the body I ain't just throwing a tantrum

I put them on a anthem

Clout chasing for my own sake that was never me

I just use my talent to add to they legacy

Been through the fire and stood in the rain

My brodie a king I'll give him his reigns

It's apparent we lost some good samaritans

Ain't no fair I inherit the pain