This is a song about "Die high"

That's the window into the sky

Now its your turn to die

I mean the game been dry

You are going to die

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

Why you call me back? don't lie

Cant die with no honor/stand high or im a goner

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

And in fact i can’t deny

You are about to die!

Let the grief itself die.

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

High on brownies, fly on frownies, die froma suicidal act of spiritual kindness.

Wondering which way will i die,

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