This is a song about "Children in mumbai suffering from leptospirosis and dying"

And i'll enjoy your suffering, you think i'm bluffing,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

A dying dream, you even try in

High off life? my nigga not even

There's children dying and i am crying

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Suffering in this mental prison that i'm stuck within,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

And dying every second im living

Got problems, what? i can't say

Gangstas dying from day to day

Killing men women and children day after day murdering in every way, the shits unimaginable,

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle