This is a song about "Cause to die"

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Leaving them to die in spite

Now its your turn to die

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

To not die in sorrow cause of all the mistakes that i made

Where every recipient, property of the state

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

Hopfully we all dont die cause street smart is the way to lie

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

Enemies right outside, everyday i'm ready to die./

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Cause i didn't give a fuck anymore i wanted to see him die,