This is a song about "Die in a fire"

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Got my heat in a case a nigga wanna die tonight,

In a blink of an eye with my pen ink and a rhyme you'll be on the brink of death..about to die

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

If i dont die before im 30 than ill be in a prison

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Sinful desire burned within like a fire

Like a flick i'm sittin' in knowin' that i die at the end

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

It dips and it plunges until they die with a twitch in their pulses

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

Just to let you know, you are

You know i want a piece of that pie

A bystandered made die