This is a song about "Deaths"

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Sent to their deaths by the vicious power brokers/

So get it right ok you ballin and i'm with the owners

Pulling down her skirt

Leaving deaths unanswered.

3 deaths..in 1 summer goin days without noooo sleep.......

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

My hands are tied so i guess your deaths justified.