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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Your fucking skinnier than the bare branches on a dying tree,

I'm on a death row,so death is a bitch i know

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

Can't get a even get slow.

And i made it with that dope flow

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

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

He says hes dying with honor , took a life all because of a color.