This is a song about "Die yet"

To survive for the best, yet die in its darkness.

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Dreamin on a lullaby

Now its your turn to die

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Keep it simple, this aint no contest (yet)

And that child support still isnt paid yet

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Spit it..no just dont do it yet

So if i do call it's just a check

Misled by aristotle, not on his level yet/

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

But he you ain't smoked yet

Cutting me this worthless check

Now i can look ahead, not dead yet

Finished mean done, and done mean dead