This is a song about "Die bitch"

Let the grief itself die.

Why you call me back? don't lie

That's the window into the sky

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

When i'm low, she take me high

Lifes a bitch than ya die,

Play your card right and won't die a fake bitch.

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

I just wanna fucking die

In the lambo looking like a fly

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Or somthing and wait to die

I hope you will till you die

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

It was my home by i made die

So let me tell you about this guy