This is a song about "Die yet"

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

And many means that are delt with yet.

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Let the grief itself die.

You are going to die

And in fact i can’t deny

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

I know you don't understand me yet

Now its your turn to die

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Now i can look ahead, not dead yet

Yet magazines still tellin me im not gettin my varsity letter yet

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep