This is a song about "Dying early"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

And dying every second im living

An early toke, not a burly bloke, but sturdy folk

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

After all the times i preferred dying.

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

Go! you free to go about your business

Giving rap artists an early dismiss

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Baby curvy curvy make me come early

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

It's still quite early for hip-hop to have been killed twice