This is a song about "Die yet"

Damn is your mattress dry

Even after i die/

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Tell me are you getting any feelin yet/

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Let the grief itself die.

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Shut your mouth i ain't over yet!

Hear the rambling in the sky

A bystandered made die

Im trying to see her in bed

I'm widespread like the net better yet

I'm the other guy

All my niggas ride or die

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

And many means that are delt with yet.