This is a song about "Die for crew"

But it was a miracle, i ran for miles and met my crew in the kitchen

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Put you to rest and go for the rest of your crew

Because she has looks to die for,

She leave her hair on the floor

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

My balls die for the thug life

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Like gods creating mountains just for us to fucking die

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

She got a face to die for talking grim reaper

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Got millions of people ready to die for me