This is a song about "Dying a slow miserable death"

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Give a mic the kiss of death

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Thats like a fat dude eatin mad food n dying of famine

A nigga wanna drive slow,

This is all my flow

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

You have a decision, life or death... choose

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Nowadays they living shit miserable