This is a song about "Born to die rich"

Every one said get rich or die trying

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

She gotta hold her head up high

Why do people have to die

Plan to get rich is going without a hitch,

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch

We was high school peers, in junior high

Or somthing and wait to die

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

'cuz many of those black youth are born to die just after birth,

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

But in a way it's alright cause we're born to die

I know the moves i'm making

I was born to be a king