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

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Alone in the world with no fear of dying

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

A dying dream, you even try in

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

And dying every second im living