This is a song about "Die"

Some days he just wishes he could die

We was high school peers, in junior high

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Keep your heads up high

People steal, people die,

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Even after i die/

Wondering where i'm going when i die 

Now everybody put your hands up high

But now, i'd rather have my soul die

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Fuck a nigga cus its do or die/