This is a song about "Destiny or fate"

He was too young at 31, that wasn't his fate

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

At an extremly alarming rate

That determine the outcome of fate

Destiny or future

Huh, i can't interpret her

I don't mind if you niggas hate

This battle will decide your fate

Guess we were wrong we can change destiny,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

I didn't choose this life it was destiny

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

With a wind northwesterly whistling my destiny

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey