This is a song about "Dyin in a blaze"

So many people are dyin'

And i am one of one

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Lazing around like a purple haze, smoking them rounds all you do is blaze

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

The clear imagery truth is that these rappers suck, hip-hop is dyin',

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Blaze the weed, and burn a week of miseries.

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

We just sit around a lazy ass and blaze the grass, hit the trees,

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

But for present day, i'll pour the gasoline that will set a blaze/

Let me blaze the ''king'' like a blunt, get smoked off your throne,

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice