This is a song about "Dying homies"

After all the times i preferred dying.

You know that love is a very serious thing

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

3 homies chilling making classics

These chalance give me balance

This is hip hop for today

Gangstas dying from day to day

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

Homies lost their cool-funky flow

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low