This is a song about "Die about it"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

So they think about ending it/

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

It doesnt matter how hard you try, herdz ull always die.

So many kids would later die, they'd never know it,

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

If i die today was it business? was it personal?

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Boom it hit the head headshot,guess im a little dreamy but its okay to die

I never thought any of my friends would die by it.

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

You are about to die!

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

When you die spend it all you cant take it with ya