This is a song about "Die old"

Do you wanna ride or die

Live off my lie and my lullaby

All my niggas ride or die

Never had a chance to try

Why do people have to die

And i know that your supply

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

And if i everest, i won't die old/

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

When niggas act bitch-made she got the heart to fightnigga my girlfriend, though we separated at times

Old school til i die no reason to testify im satisfied by multi syllable rhymes

To the reality that we die as soon as we're old enough/

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Three j's took me this high

Let the grief itself die.