This is a song about "Dying"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Well i'm telling you now her dying i cannot handle.

Trap our young black seeds

Giving life to dying breeds

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

I can't be lying i'd love to feel the feel of dying

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Hey, i'm dying over here!!

I got that mass appeal

Inside it feels like im dying

Eye of the tiger, no i'm never lying

Im living every second that im dying

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Now you're lying, slowly dying, with no hope,

Lifestyles of the young and the broke