This is a song about "Death of my friends"

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Had a group of friends stuck by my side,

Remember that day and what i will do/ your life i will take / death of my

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

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

Death of my father is soon to be felt / how it is to be dealt ??/ is the

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Carefree i don’t need the stress

My friends said my rappin is wack, i can't be the future face of this industry//

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Enough/ the courts are to blame / made me this insane/ death of my

To carry 'em softly, not any of my friends stayed there,

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Although i'm the voice of the new school, i fucking respect my past friends,

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects