This is a song about "Dying dream"

Gangstas dying from day to day

But i ain't get to see you today

Asking him to pursuit my dream

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

I've always had one dream and that dream influenced me to rap

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

And dying every second im living

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

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

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Inside it feels like im dying

Cause right now i got my little boy crying