This is a song about "Able"

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

But why should unknown be able to intake,

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Used to be able to just snatch em all up

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Where i collapsed barley able to maintain stability,

Finally able write my wrongs,

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Anything else won't be able to uphold

When will i be able to rest upon this hill so steep,

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Cain and able/back to back/ throat to throat/

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke