This is a song about "Die"

I'm the other guy

A bystandered made die

No more will we cry

I hope you will till you die

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Lifes a bitch than ya die,

Wondering where i'm going when i die 

Now everybody put your hands up high

I wonder why, i sit and cry

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

Let the grief itself die.

And now we high

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Or somthing and wait to die