This is a song about "Crying death"

Death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be anymore pain: for the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Eye of the tiger, no i'm never lying

Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

I'm crying because i know i can't last,

It your oan way but u just sitting in that corner crying,crying and

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Kids crying in the background

To come and change my life around

This dude needs help quit crying for help,

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Stop the crying there mascara on her shirt

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying