This is a song about "Die for crew"

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

Your family should be the ones to die for

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Who's crew sick enough for the whole population

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

We're most powerful crew,we fighting for truth

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

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

For people to die, because no money is sent?

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

It's shady and that's sketchy, hate for leaders here will never die,

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

She got a face to die for talking grim reaper

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one