This is a song about "Die from a penis"

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Don't cry its a ride or die,

With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

And now these hoes are on my line

She's a ride or die dime

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

No im strong enough screaming i wanna die from belief

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

She's a ride or die dime

If out of line

Producing tracks from the mental till i die

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why