Fast paced guitar, 808 drums, and mental health PSA. Is this the perfect song?

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being broke in america is unnatural

LYRICS : 

I been livin off delusion 
Cuz I heard its healthy 
Pockets growing
Labels talkin 
Hoes been far from stealthy 
I'm still slightly flyin under radars 
I practice like its playoffs 
I lay brick a day I'm out here tryna build the Great Wall of yours truly 
I need more groupies 
And less people tryna get a cut 
Put your fuckin hands back in your pockets 
man you said enough 
Conversation over 
Lately I've been celebrating 
Hardly ever sober 
True squad generals
No room for soldiers 
I gotta classic debut right here chillin in my holster 
My shoulders got the weight of my world on them 
And her world 
And his world
And your world on them
I need a Venezuelan 
Or my afghani chick from dc 
To come fuck with my campaign
And treat me presidential 
Leave the politics at home 
It's strictly lewinski 
Then it's back to tryna get a buzz like 50
Cup full of whiskey just to level out 
I only keep kings around me Sacramento style 
You needa elevate your life 
You've been livin lateral 
Get you a passion 
Put some dreams in a catapult 
Being broke in America is unnatural 
I'm just givin you facts 
You start givin ideas 
They start givin you cash 
You start poppin a little 
They start givin you daps 
You sing a couple fucking hooks and they start givin you ass
But I'm not mad at the slightest 
The public praises you for what you practice in private 
You've been cordially invited 
To my showin out party 
Reminds me of LA when we had cases of Bacardi 
Jars of marijuana 
Rooftop was the lobby
Too young for that money 
So the girls got wobbly 
They want the whole crew like motley 
That was right before 21 
I been fuckin the world 
I'm bout to make the money come 
Fuck what yall got 
Yall squares time is up because I watched you let the ball drop 
One too many times 
I been hidin out in Brooklyn 
I got too comfortable
I had to rearrange the cushions 
Get in touch with my chakras 
Pop Pop just died 
I fell in love with some vodka 
Fell out with ex 
Then back in love with some vodka 
My half brother jimmy 
Showed up at the wake 
Hadn't seen him since 97 
What the fuck do I say 
He's got some baby mamma issues
shits been ugly 
She's tryna take him down 
Raisin money with gofundme 
Damn 
On top of that heroine took my best friend 
He hits me up to blow L's 
I'm just tryna get m's 
And hoes comin out the woodworks 
They see ya boy building
So they tryna get this woodwork 
If you tan with an accent
Ummm it could work 

Brooklyn Freestyle (Prod. Russ)

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