This is a song about "Death of my uncle"

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

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

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

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Of his death, such similarity

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

And thought of death creeping in my mind was so horrible.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

Cuz it was the death of big pun does anybody else see how my rap career might