This is a song about "Dealing we suicide"

He commit suicide

Walk blind into a line or fight

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Somthing that i just cant dealing

Get the ass shots right

Thinkin bout suicide

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

Keep your enemy's terrorized, there petrified, force a suicide,

Thinkin bout suicide daily

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

I'm either with you with pride or it's definite suicide,

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,