This is a song about "Dying dad"

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

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

A dying dream, you even try in

Gangstas dying from day to day

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

And dying every second im living

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

We never tattle, let god handle that

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Alone in the world with no fear of dying

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Well its between you and dad